Davin: I want c*ck!

Me: Um, wut?

Davin (yelling): I want c*ck!!!!

I still can't figure out what he was actually asking for. He got mad at my inappropriate giggles and wandered off to play with my iPad.
Originally Posted by nynaeve77
Okay, that's cute. Coke perhaps?


My mom still brings up the eternal embarrassment my family experienced, thanks to me, in Kentucky Fried Chicken. I pronounced my T's like F's, and apparently screamed Ken*ucky Fried Chicken, numerous times, at the top of my lungs. They had to leave.
When I hear terms like "hipster" I think, who told cliques they could leave high school??