This evening while walking to the library to return and check out books, we were having a discussion about grammar. W mentioned the phrases "Let's eat Grandma!" vs. "Let's eat, Grandma!" which the kids thought was hilarious. Of course, that led directly to the recent Oxford comma internet meme: "We invited the strippers, Kennedy and Stalin, to the party."
N wanted to know what a stripper was, so W explained that it was a girl who took her clothes off for money. He thought that was weird, but wanted clarification. He asked W how much it costs. I interrupted at this point, and suggested that it could be considered a rude question because it implied that W would know the answer. N laughed and without pausing, he immediately turned to me and asked me how much it cost. Never one to turn down an obvious slow pitch over the plate, I reply "20 bucks." N erupts into absolute fits of laughter at this point, seriously cracking up.
At this moment, we hear "Excuse me…" We turn to see a young Japanese woman who explains that she lives nearby, heard us speaking English, which she is trying to learn. Then she reaches into her bag and hands us some religious literature from the Jehova's witnesses.