Today I called my sister-in-law to ask her about Christmas stuff. During the course of the conversation, I kid you not, she suggested that I go out on dates with my nephew (as in, to bars and movies). DATES! WITH MY NEPHEW!

Granted, he’s less than 10 years younger than I am.
Granted, he’s hot HAWT*.
Granted, he’s not my blood relative (from a previous relationship, not my brother’s blood son).
Granted, the point of going out with him is to pull a Dawg and get him dates with other girls (click on Read More when you’re there).
Granted, my SIL is perpetually medicated and likely doesn’t really understand what she just asked me to do.

…but, IT’S STILL WRONG.

*Thank you, Fab.