The other day I asked little "D" if I could eat him. He said, "No Mom."
I said, "Just a little bite." He said, "I be frekin' out in the oben."
It took me awhile but I figured out that he said, "I'd be freaking out in the oven."
I guess he thought I'd have to cook him in order to eat him. I told him I wouldn't put him in the oven and then he said, " I be cared ub the knife."
Translation, "I would be scared of the knife."
He now thought I'd have to cut him up to eat him.
After I cleared up that I wouldn't cut him he agreed that
I could take a little nibble of his ear. And that's just what I did:)
It took me awhile but I figured out that he said, "I'd be freaking out in the oven."
I guess he thought I'd have to cook him in order to eat him. I told him I wouldn't put him in the oven and then he said, " I be cared ub the knife."
Translation, "I would be scared of the knife."
He now thought I'd have to cut him up to eat him.
After I cleared up that I wouldn't cut him he agreed that
I could take a little nibble of his ear. And that's just what I did:)
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