The more things change, the more they stay the same (Mamma Mia branch)

Jenn didn't know who these three men were sitting at her dining room table, but the realization started dawning on her, especially since one of them shouted out "you look different with clothes on!"

"Yeah, you don't look a day older," another chuckled, "I wish we could say the same about us!"

"Sam, why did you bring these people to our house?" Jenn whispered harshly to her daughter.

"I think you know why, mom," Sam goaded as Jenn blushed even more furiously.

It was tailgating season, and Chuck, Buck, and Terry were sipping some beers around the grill cooking hot dogs. They were celebrating their 21st birthdays that had happened the months before, and they were all shirtless with their team's logo and colors painted on their chests and bellies.

They couldn't believe their luck when a black-haired goddess with a tan to die for was running around the parking lot with no clothes on.

"Hey!" Chuck caught her attention as she turned to them, "you know that ain't legal, right?"

"Hiii..." the woman turned and walked to the boys out of breath, "would it be a problem if I stayed with you for a bit?"

"Y'all can always hide in our pickup truck," Buck retorted, "but it'll cost ya."

The woman blushed in coyness, "ohhh... how much?"

"How about we show you a good time?" Terry proposed, "of course, we'd have to be down low in the bed."

"Sounds good to me," the woman chuckled, "I mean, I'm not 21, so I guess I can be your designated driver, too..."

The woman noticed the faces of the men as they dropped in fear.

"Don't worry," she quickly clarified with a chuckle. "I'm 19! Perfectly legal for stuff that ain't booze..."

With that, the nude woman and half-nude men climbed into the back of the pickup truck, pulled a blanket over themselves, and went down to business.

"Mom!" Samantha was shocked at hearing the story of her conception.

"I'm sorry, sweetie," Jenn tried to console her daughter, "I was young and wild back then, which is why I tried to raise you to be better."

"But why were you running around naked in the parking lot?" Samantha wondered, and added with a morbid curiosity "...and did you end up being the designated driver?"