Single ladies

My brother told me a funny story yesterday that my aunt told him, and it goes like this:

“I hope she doesn’t have a nanny cam,” my aunt confided about me to him.

“Why?” my brother asked curiously.

“Because when I’m alone with the baby, I sing and dance to him—” my aunt said, before breaking off into her Beyonce routine: “‘All the single ladies, all the single ladies…uh oh oh uh oh oh uh oh oh…'”

“At least he smiles and laughs at me,” she concluded.

Hey, whatever works!

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