Was at my sisters a few weeks ago.
My young nephew, the Pistol, asked his Dad, “What does CENSORED mean?”
His Dad replied, “It’s CENSORED, not CENSORED.”
My sister turned molten rage in her eyes, steam coming out of her ears.
I grabbed a drink and pulled up a chair. For once I was quiet. I didn’t want to get kicked out when things were getting really good.
My Sister yelled, “Why did you tell him how to pronounce it?”
My Brother-in-law replied, “I don’t know. I wasn’t thinking.”
Good one, Bro. I’m sure she’ll run with that.
At which point the Pistol asked, “BUT, WHAT DOES CENSORED MEAN?”
My sister turned to him and said, “You go sit on the front porch.” She must have noticed me then, because she added, “You too.”
I said “What, I didn’t laugh?”
She gave me the hairy eyeball.
So, the Pistol and I were sitting on the front porch when he asked, “What does CENSORED mean?”
“It’s a bad word.”
“Oh, why didn’t they just tell me that?”
“I don’t know, they’re your parents.”
“Yeah, they send me out here a lot when I ask about new words.”
“Yeah, me too.”
So I’m assuming my Sister is having a REALLY good Valentine’s Day. If not, I’m sure her and her husband are discussing new words.
sounds like the makings of a really good TV show to me
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Sorry but I got a good laugh XD it’s one of those infectious subjects that have no end XD
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“The hairy eyeball”, I like that. 🙂
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My Mom had one, so I’m an expert. Thanks.
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🙂
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I needed to hear that one! Many thanks!
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this made my day
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😀 😀 😀
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What does it mean?
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The Pistol and his ilk are like zen masters, cutting though all of our bullshit. What the hell is it anyway about a simple word that derives from the act of sexual intercourse?…what’s so bad about sexual intercourse that ‘fuck’ has become so taboo? and how does one explain that to the young? problematic for sure but their honesty deserves honesty in return…time for re-thinking all taboo language…or do we need it? Saying “fuck” is as meaningless as saying “coffee”…;)
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At the Pistol’s age I was informed, solely by my mother’s reaction, that the word “fuck” meant it was time to wash a certain 5-year-old’s mouth out with ivory soap. The word’s other meanings did not become clear for a few more years.
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So funny! My adult brother recently had a conversation with my teenaged daughter about his lurid sex life. The final question came when he asked my daughter if the girl he was dating looked like she did crystal meth . . .
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Loved this!! Children are more often content with a simple reply but as parents, we tend to elaborate where it isn’t needed! I’m guilty of that!! Lol!
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Thank you for popping by my blog. I have been catching up on some of your posts and they are interesting and entertaining; looking forward to the next xo
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That’s more my cousins than my brother-in-law, but, the principle does carry over.
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What Clinock said. BUT if you’re in a coffee shop and confuse those two words, like asking the Barista for a f… instead of a coffee, I think then it may be NOT so meaningless. Sorry this comment is a year-and-a-half late, but I was busy.
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