ohhhh ... too funny
Wow, a mom who tells her kid that a?? is not a good word. I love her! We couldn't even say fart when I was growing up. Or butt. Remember when it wasn't okay to reference certain body parts? Those were the good old days. Don't even try to tell me those things are natural, blah, blah, blah...we have to be more open about sex, blah, blah, blah... Life used to be so much more innocent. I hate envelope pushers. Darn hippies! Okay where's my toast? I need to calm down.
le
I'm sure I've told this story before, but that never stopped me from retelling it!
I grew up in NJ, where you pretty much learn to deal with sleaze on a daily basis. After college, I had the opportunity to return to Louisiana and visit my extremely Baptist cousins (we were Catholic, but only barely so, since we lived in NJ. You can't be religious in that state).
Anyway, my gf and I listened as my cousin recounted his hospital visit where he had some polyps removed from his lower intestines. The whole time, my Aunt kept saying, 'Don't you dare say the F-word, Roland!'
We discussed it, and could not understand her worries. How on Earth could he have worked the f-word into such a conversation?
It turns out, the f-word to them was 'fart'! That's so funny it's painful. They're so freakin' good that the real f-word isn't even a part of their repertoire!
Now that I'm talking about my cousins, here's another story. This one happened later that same night, and our howls of laughter confused my cousin much like the little kid in this video was confused by her Mom's befuddlement.
My cousin was driving down the road with my Aunt, when suddenly a cop appears with his lights on/sirens blaring. My Aunt says, "He's probably after some criminal or soemthing" and they both agree that the correct thing to do is SPEED UP so he can catch them. Hand to God, I'm not making this up. So after driving 90 in a 45/55 zone for about 10 minutes my cousin decided maybe it's time to pull over.
She said the cop was so angry that he couldn't even talk! After she 'splained that she thought he was 'just after some criminal', he threw up his hands and walked away. No ticket!
Cousins are great.
Hey Kevin,
There are beginning to be just too many f words to keep track of!
Now I have seen le actually write and reference the words "butt" and, of all things, "fart". After that picture of le that Blogi published earlier being followed by her comments above, my mental vision of her innocence has been exploded!
The video was great, Blogi. Your stories as well. You folks all round out and complete my days so nicely. I sincerely thank you.
"Now I have seen le actually write and reference the words "butt" and, of all things, "fart"."
We said "toot" and "rear." No b words or f words! And trust me, there was no "tooting" allowed anywhere other than the bathroom. I used to babysit for kids who just freely let loose whereever. I put a stop to it by brandishing the the "board of education." They were reverently fearful of me. 
le
"It turns out, the f-word to them was 'fart'! That's so funny it's painful. They're so freakin' good that the real f-word isn't even a part of their repertoire!"
As Hillary says, now that's what I'm talkin' about."
le
I remember the first time the Sh*t word slipped out at the dinner table.....
Conversation stopped.....silverware clinked to the plates....a deathly silence ensued....
Then my Mom threatenly asked where did I learn such a word and all four of us kids turned our heads in unison and looked at our Dad.....
Silence lasted about 3 seconds before she couldn't help but laugh....
Of course she quickly explained why we were never to use "grownup" words again.
I never did...in front of her....
She's 81 and even now that I'm a grownup, I still ust it sparingly....In front of her.
Happy Mothers Day to all our mothers who "guided" us down the right path!
Thanks for my Mother's Day Post btw!
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