A friend of mine was taking care of her grandson (he must be about 4 or 5) when he said, "Grandma, I want to go to F***. (He spelled it out.)
Smart grandma that she is, she stayed composed and said, "Where do you want to go?"
"To F***."
"Oh? And how are you going to get there?"
"You're going to drive me."
"I am?"
"Yeah, Grandma. I want you to take me. Their chicken is really good!"
Get it? Since you aren't hearing it spelled out, I'll point out that KFC and F*** have only one letter difference between them. Apparently this little guy has a big brother, who plays with other older boys, who must think it's really cool to spell those words in front of small children. Just goes to show - THEY'RE LISTENING!
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