So Brian's out in the yard admiring his newly aquired crotch rocket when he hears a car pull up to where we always park. Car stops, two doors open and then close, and he hears crunching gravel as they walk. Stop.
"What does that say? Spell it out!"
"P-O-R-S-C-H---"
"That's right. Porsche. I told you, you dipshit!"
Car doors open, close, and car drives off.
Had to share that with everyone. I wonder how often we get the same reaction without ever knowing it.
Jen