A memory was triggered this afternoon while in a Discord conversation with my friend @lexikon082; a conversation about how kids come up with terms that have assumed meanings but really it's kind of jibberish.

The memory was from my youth and I must have been about 11 or 12 years old.
Thinking back, my parents were only in the early 30s; babies raising babies from my perspective now!

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But I digress; I was starting to push my boundaries and one of them was playing with language and assumed meanings.
How far could I take a pun, twist a phrase and get away with...

CURSING

It's not a mystery that the F word is my ultimate favorite word - so diverse and FU----N

I'll have you know that my parents were very strict disciplinarians. I suppose they had to be just to have some sanity in a house with 4 young children. As the eldest child, I take the honor of "breaking them in," which, in my opinion, eased the path for my younger siblings to get away with murder.

Strike that. I acknowledge that my brother, being the only boy in the family, had it extra rough. (Sorry, little brother)

So, I must have been play acting or something because I wrapped myself into a toga from a borrowed bed sheet and went downstairs to play. That's when I noticed the little hole.

Poking my finger through it, I ran up to my father. "Holey sheet, dad. Look!"

With ninja speed, he awarded me with one of these:

I saw the twitch of a smile. I wasn't in big trouble and I didn't have to eat soap but it was the beginning of my lifelong love of language, innuendo -- word play, if you will.

So, when you hear your kid saying, "That's so pilgrim," maybe he saying you look like shit. Hold the soap.

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