Daddoo loves to play “jumbo” with our youngest two daughters. It’s a family game that pretty much allows the kids to beat the crap out of him. The routine? He sprawls on the bed or floor; drapes a comforter over his upper body and lets them kick, punch and body slam the living daylight out of him. Occasionally, one of the girls would accidentally land in the groin area, and he’d scream, “Stop jumping on my freaking nuts!”
A couple years back, Scrawny and Furr-ball, were bouncing up and down on their bed, as if it were a trampoline. Suddenly, I heard a sustained screech “MoooooooooooooooooM…GET HER OUT OF HERE!”
“Why?” I yelled back.
“I fell down and she’s jumping on my freaking nuts!”
3 comments:
LMAO nuts!!!
Ouch...
This is the case of slip of the tongue, as well as watch your tongue... right?
amey,
Nice to see you. I gotta come visit you soon with a plateful of freshly baked, home-made, chocolate chip cookies! Hope you're not on any sort of "sugar free" diet -;)
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