Brian and Titus washed their bikes this morning in the driveway. Brian had ridden the trails a couple times and his bike was pretty muddy. Titus rode at the BMX track - Hire Park - last night and got his bike muddy too. So, it was time to wash the bikes. Titus did a good job and was quite proud of how shiny and slippery his bike was. He told me, "It's even shinier than when the guys made it." After getting it all clean, he had to test-ride it. He did a quick lap of the driveway, barefoot and in shorts and a t-shirt. (At the BMX track, he has to wear jeans and long sleeves, plus his tennis shoes with socks.) When he came back to report the status of his bike to Brian, he and his bike fell over when he stopped. He fell off a bit hard, but nothing overly impressive, however, he was crying a bit.
Brian talked to him and asked him what was wrong.
He said, "the penis got me".
Brian asked, "What got you?"
Titus, "The penis got me."
Brian, "Oh, you hurt your penis when you fell off the bike?"
Titus "No. The bike's penis got me."
Brian "Where's the bike's penis?"
Titus showed him the front part of the seat.
Brian said, "So the bike is male."
And yes, I know, this will embarrass him in the future. And a few years after that, he will find it funny.
Little tid-bits from the daily hum-drum of life ... snippets that would otherwise most likely be forgotten.
hilarious
ReplyDeleteWhen I was telling my mother this story, Titus was present and corrected me. He was so adamant about it and so serious. Like we should all know that that's what it is called. You know, where my penis sits, mom, it's the penis of the bike. I wish I had a video of his explanation. My words are not doing this "Titusese" justice.
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