Cubicles

I was at my family Christmas dinner, and my cousin and brother were talking about their school. I mentioned that my brother was always at the same cubicle doing homework when he wasn't in class. Amy piped up:

Amy: What's a cubicle?

Me: You don't know what a cubicle is? Even after we've basically been describing it?

Amy: Well, I mean, I'm pretty sure I know what it is, but I want to make sure.

Me: All right, you tell me what you think it is, and I'll tell you if you're right.

Amy: Isn't it a place it hang out?

Me: Yep.

My uncle who was listening in joined the conversation. Uncle: No, he's lying, Amy. A cubicle is a venereal disease.

Me: You're going to need to help her out. She doesn't know what that word means.

Uncle: Venereal?

Amy: Yeah, what's that?

Uncle: It's the same thing as a sexually transmitted disease.

Amy: Ohhhh...ok. No, you're lying. I know a cubicle is like a local hangout spot.

Uncle: Ok, fine. You win. Yeah, it's a bar. The "ol' Cubicle Pub downtown".

Amy: Oh?! It's a bar?! Maybe I'll go to The Cubicle for my 18th birthday!