....before I was married and had kids of my own, I had dinner at a restaurant with husband and wife friends of mine and their three or four year old son. Names withheld.
As I recall, the place was a little crowded and we were sitting in a booth and in the middle of our meal when the boy stood up in the booth, turned around and screamed "F**k" very loudly.
The parents told him to sit down and be quiet. No admonishment on the language.
I asked them, "What is all that about?"
They said, "Just ignore him."
People were looking over.
Dinner pretty much sucked.
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Hmmmm...and you know what rhymes with "sucked" don't you????
No, I don't think I lucked out that night.
Bet you trucked on outta there, though? Ha!
Ha ha. Yes, we could continue this one for maybe 6 or 7 more cycles I am sure.
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