Virgin Ears
Me: That’s a new cup. What is it?
Her: It’s the supposed to be the new coffee from Starbucks. I’m hoping they just forgot the Equal (she says adding some to the cup) because it tastes like a-s-s. (spelled).
Me: Good luck with that.
Not so very long ago my wife and I were able to converse freely, adult stuff with adult words. We spoke above innocent ears that were oblivious to the words or context of our conversation. As those ears grew our conversation methods evolved and we found ourselves spelling words deemed inappropriate for virgin ears. We may have to stop talking altogether. Case in point:
Moments after the above conversation took place Zia pipes up. Mom, Mom, Mom…I know how to spell coffee.
Her: Really? Let’s hear it.
Zia: A–S–S!!
