I was raised by two lesbian hags.

The story:

I believe it was sometime in the late 80`s. My group and I were at a friend's house partying. I was in my mid twentys, we were all adults. The house we were at belonged to someone I hadn't known for that long. She lived there with her mom and a friend of her mom's.
Well, we were drinking a goofing off, singing to the music and being silly. The two older women had joined us. I'm singing away at the top of my lungs to a Stones song. I blurt out the above phase. All of the sudden things got really weird and whispery. I didn't know the phrase was incorrect. And I REALLY didn't know the new friend was raised by her lesbian mother and companion.