Last week my niece graduated with a Master's Degree of some specialty. This particular branch of the Kocian family tree is sagging mightily with all the college degrees. My eldest sister returned to school as an adult and not only finished her undergraduate, she went to attain a master's. Apparently that started some kind of race within her clan of who can acquire the largest amount of school-loan debt; no, who can earn the most degrees. My side of the tree however, is lighter....much lighter....
Anyway, we're all sitting at a fancy Italian restaurant, awaiting our super-sized portions of simple carbs when I say to my nephew,
"Do you know what a verb is?"
I get a look that only 2nd graders give when highly insulted by such innocuous banter...
"Yeaaaaaah"
Me: "Well, what is it?"
Him: "An action word."
Little does he know I'm setting him up. As a child I always found great humor in what I am about to entrap him with.
Me: "Ok smarty-pants, how about a pronoun, do you know what those are?"
The eyes roll back in the head, an exasperated sigh, followed by a pained grimace...
Him: "Duuh, yeah."
Me: "Give me an example of some pronouns then."
Him: "He, She, It.."
Me: "Huh?"
He's getting really torqued off now...
Him: "He, She, It"
Me: "What did you sayyy?"
Him: "HeSheIt"
A quizzical look...
Him: "Heshe it"
a pause....
a smile....
Him: "He..."
RAISES HIS VOICE TO NEAR YELLING
"SH**"
Everyone at the table gasps, the patrons look over at the rude exclamation, he looks at me...
And I wink.
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rofl
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