Last week, I’m in the coffee shop, working away in my little corner, when Bobo stops by to hang out. He sits on the stool opposite me. A few minutes into our conversation, the gentleman at the table directly behind Bobo packs up his laptop, comes over, says, “I have to unplug,” and in reaching for the outlet, quickly disappears under our table.
At which point Bobo drops a huge fart.
Silent, but huge all the same.
The guy nearly cracks his skull on the table, beats a hasty exit, and Bobo begins laughing uncontrollably. I begin laughing uncontrollably. Soon we are coughing in unison, trying to catch our breath.
My family is SO not PC. Someone should have censored Bobo’s bunghole with a giant black bar YEARS AGO.
There are PLENTY of other un-PC things in Pie World. A few that come to mind …
1. The word UNITARD.
“MP, hurry up and get into your unitard — we’re late for gymnastics!”
Wrong on so many levels.
2. THIS kid’s name.
Technically, not REALLY un-PC, just a poor spelling choice I suppose. Bet he’s a hit at Hanukkah though.
3. This idea for a Swap Mamas t-shirt.
Bow chicka wow wow.
Can’t take us anywhere.