Today we were driving around when Jason Derulo's Talk Dirty to Me came on.
MOM, IS THE NAME OF THIS SONG TALK THIRTY-TWO? (say it aloud)
Oy. Big E is really listening to the lyrics and trying to find a deeper meaning.
I wasn't about to try and discuss the meaning of this provocative song. I quickly changed the station.
DOES HE NAME HIS TALKS WITH PEOPLE? FIRST IT WAS TALK ONE, THEN TALK TWO, THEN TALK THREE?
I bit my lip and tried to suppress a laugh. My body was shaking with giggles.
YEP, HE NAMES HIS TALKS! YOU GOT IT!
Lawdy. Have I been relegated to Kidz Bop only in the car?
Please say no.
You can find me here, in hell.