The munchkins and I were talking about R-rated movies this morning. My 15-year-old mentioned a movie he had seen when he was younger.
“I remember there were these people and they were in a carnival fun house,” he said, “and they were going through all these horror movies. There was this one girl who’d had a boob job, but they hadn’t used the regular stuff; they had used something like water balloons. Anyway, her boob came alive and had a mouth and started eating people.”
“That was your first R-rated movie?” I asked him incredulously.
“No, not the first. I just remember it because it was my first boob movie.”
Boob movie. I love my kids.
3 cheers for boob movie
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Man, I swear, you continually make me laugh.
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