In my daughter’s class, there’s a No Body Contact rule. Anytime someone is having a problem keeping their hands to themselves, the children invoke “NBC!”
E-Grrrl and Mr. A have been sent upstairs to brush their teeth before school. I hear some squealing and shuffling and then E-Grrrl’s voice hollering out, “NBC!!!!”
Mr. A hisses something under his breath.
What did he he say? I ask E-Grrrl.
He said “S.Y. P.” she replies.
“S.Y.P.?”
“That’s Shut Your Pie-hole,” Mr. A calls down.
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We're at the dinner table at Bernie and Janet’s house after being served a Thanksgiving caliber feast, and the table is getting ready to be cleared.
“Did you have enough to eat?” someone chimes to Mr. A before taking his plate.
He pats his stomach happily and says, “My dinner stomach is all full, but my dessert stomach is ready and open for business.”
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