|We ought to take this show on the road
||[Jan. 20th, 2007|08:12 am]
OK, so my ears have been infected for about a month now, so my hearing is even worse than usual. Combine that with The Boy's talent for getting words wrong, and you get conversations like this one:
The Boy: ...and then he drove away in his big-ass car...
Me: Sweetie, don't say big-ass. That's not a very nice thing to say.
The Boy: Not ASS. Big ASP. What's wrong wtih a great big asp?
Me: Nothing, but that's not really the saying. It's big-ASS.
The Boy: I see. But why is that bad? Ass is just something that makes things melt.
Me: No, dear...that's ACID.
The Boy: Oh. Never mind.