Will my brain ever grow up? If it hasn't by now, it probably won't ever, right?
Thanks, in large part, to a friend of mine, I can't hear certain words without thinking of them in a dirty light. I've been conditioned to do so, again, in large part by Nonrev 'Pavlov' Broussard. I can't help it.
The girls wanted to watch the New Year's Eve special to see the 'ball drop'.
Out of the blue, Anna asks, 'Mom, who's Dick?'.
Me: Uhh . . what?
Her: 'Who's DICK?!'.
Me: 'Dick?'. Oh, OH, Dick Clark, he hosts this show every year.
Her: 'Well, why does everyone love Dick so much?'
Me: (hee, hee . . ) Well, he's been around for a long time and people just like him.
Her: 'They have signs like 'I want to kiss Dick at midnight' and stuff'.
Me: (hee, hee . . ) Yeah.
I'm sorry but I can't help of thinking of a penis when the name 'Dick' is mentioned. I don't think this will ever go away.
I'm just happy the number of 'Dicks' is declining. Do you know anyone under the age of 50 called 'Dick' or 'Dickie'? I don't. If you do, please let me know and give some details. Why is this? Probably because we're all stuck in 7th grade.