(busted for using bad language after watching Family Guy)
Wee Boy: “So does this mean I can never watch Family Guy ever again?”
Me: “Well for the forseeable future”
Wee Boy: “Well if I COULD see the future could I watch it?”
Wee Boy: “Do you want me to tell you about Harry Potter? Or do you not want it spoiled? Like whether or not Voldemort dies? Because he does. So it might spoil it if I tell you”
Me: Do you know who the president is?
Wee Boy: Barack Obama
Me: Nice! How’d you hear about that?
Wee Boy: my grandpa told me
Me: oh yeah? What did he tell you?
Wee Boy: that he’s ruining the country
Wee Boy: “I throwed a rock at this tree and it broke in two”
Me: “You ‘threw’ the rock”
Wee Boy: “why can’t I say throwed?”
Me:”because throwed isn’t a word”
Wee Boy: Yes it is
Me:”Umm.. No it’s not!”
Wee Boy: “Yes it is I’ve seen it! You calling me a liar?”
Wee Boy (playing outside comes rushing to the back door banging on it): “I need to get in the house really fast!”
Wee Boy: I have some acorns!
Wee Boy: So if I stay out here with these things the squirrels are going to get me!
Me: you’re not playing video games if you come in
Wee Boy: well I guess I COULD bury them then
Wee Boy: “is crap a bad word?”
Me: “yeah pretty much you don’t want to use ith”
Wee Boy: “What if you crap your pants? I did that in school once.should I say it about that?”
Me:”well ya gotta do what ya gotta do”
Wee Boy (interrupting): hey Marley: Matthew Dave is talking wait until he’s done
Wee Boy: well I need to tell you something
Marley: well wait!
(2 minutes later)
Marley: okay you can talk
Wee Boy: good I needed to tell you…a boy megladon can have a baby without a girl megladon. Remember that.
Wee Boy: once a big bag of sand felled on a Velociraptor
Marley: fell not felled. That’s not a word
Wee Boy: yes it is
Marley: no it’s not! The word is fell
Wee Boy: well if it’s not real how come I hear it in my head?
Wee Boy (holding his bass): “So I heard if I play this thing it’ll be a magnet for chicks. What does that mean?”
Gretchen (describing a teacher): “the woman is tiny! I swear she’s like 110”
Wee Boy: no way! How can anybody live that long!