Lost in Translation

Thought you guys would get a kick out of this. Our very sweet, very loving and accepting, yet very Catholic friend, Mandy sent Dawn an email which read, "Hey, Ladies. What do you guys feel the eggs with?" We were baffled. Totally baffled. We stared at each other with furrowed brows and half-smiles. After deciding that she was trying to ask us something of a sexual nature, Dawn called her. Mandy was confused. "I meant the Easter Eggs. Do you fill them with candy or money or what?" Fill, not feel.