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Scene: Red minivan. Driving somewhere. Doing something. Can't remember. Doesn't really pertain to the "scene" anyway...
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Evan: Remember when I didn't know how to say "asphalt?"
Me: No.
Evan: You don't remember? You don't remember what I used to call it?
Me: No.
Evan: It was so funny. And so BAD. You really don't remember?? (grinning devilishly)
Me: No. (You'd think I would have caught on, but I actually said the next line.) What did you call it?
Evan: It's bad. It's reallllly bad.
Me: (finally interested enough to turn down the radio) Do tell. What did you call asphalt?
Evan: (with incredibly well-timed, dramatic flair) Oookay. You said I could say it...
Me: (looking in rear-view mirror)
Evan: I used to call asphalt.... Ass-Cock.
Me: (guffawing) Yeah. That IS realllly bad...
This is where I wish I could blame public school for his mouth. Sadly, it's all on our shoulders...
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9 comments:
Bwa ha ha ha ha! I'm so glad I'd already swallowed my coffee!
Ha! Don't feel bad. The cursing in our minions is the direct result of our mouths as well.
LOL, you asked for it!
oye, funny how they can remember thatnsort o stuff forever but they can't remember to close the front door when they come in and out of the house :)
I'd still blame the public school if I were you. m.
That is totally not what I thought he was going to say! LOL!
*giggle, hiccup, giggle*
too funny! I get the first part but the second I wonder where he came up with that :)
If that's the worst thing he ever says, you're doing good!
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