When hanging out with my little bro (age 9), it's a well known fact that anything and everything I say can and will be repeated. And it will be repeated...in front of my parents.
My brother and I, while playing video games last week, had a conversation that went something like this:
Me: "Crap! Well, I died..."
Brother: "What happened?"
Me: "I just got pimp slapped by some guy with a massive hammer."
(He bursts into laughter having no clue what a pimp is, nor how it can slap someone.)
One week later...
Dad: (laughing, to my mom) "So, your son just said the weirdest thing..."
Mom: "What?"
Dad: (still laughing) "We were playing Xbox, and he randomly starting yelling about how someone "pimp slapped" him."
Mom: (turning to me) "I wonder where he heard THAT..."
What? I'm just prepping him for high school.
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