Thursday, January 18, 2007

When It Rains, It Porns

Me (somewhat quietly): I'm reading a story about a Tennessee legislator who wants to tax porn and eliminate the tax on groceries.

Wife: Tax corn?

Me (a bit louder): No. Porn.

Wife: Oh.

Three year old son: Daddy. What's porn?

Oops. I forgot that's why I was talking quietly in the first place.

Me: Um...I said "pourin." I was talking about rain. You know. "It's rainin.' It's pourin.' The old man is snorin.'"

Three year old son (smiling): Oh, I love that song.

Wife: Good save, honey.

Me: Thanks.

6 comments:

Leesa said...

Too cute..great save :)

Lynnster said...

I agree, good save. But I also am certain he's going to remember that moment about a decade from now. Hehe.

Muffy said...

Nice

newscoma said...

You are one smart guy.

silent one said...

i agree... great save.
BUT... it will come back to haunt you later down the line.

John H said...

fast forward 10 years ...

Son, what's this magazine I found under your mattress..

oh dad, it's pourin'..it's pourin..