The other day I was driving around with my son in the backseat, listening to the radio when some woman called the female DJ and told her that she had a very sexy voice.
The DJ (who is apparently the biggest bimbo in the universe) said, "Thank you! I have a boyfriend but I just love lesbians."
"Ugh," I said, "what an insanely stupid thing to say!"
My son peered at me through the rearview mirror, "I don't understand. Why does she love lesbians?" he asked. "Don't lesbians make you poop?"
I hesitated for a moment and glanced back in his direction. "Lesbians make you poop?" I repeated.
"Yeah, you know," he prodded, "chocolate lesbians. Chocolate lesbians make you poop."
So now I'm totally perplexed. Chocolate lesbians? Is this a new fetish that I haven't heard about yet? If so how does my 7-year-old know about it? And then it hits me. "Wait a minute," I said slowly, "are you talking about laxatives?"
"Oooh, right. That's the word I was looking for," my son said with a nod. "Chocolate laxatives like that exlax stuff they sometimes advertise."
See, this is why I love kids. They always keep you entertained.
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