Still immature!

I have found a new friend. Queen of the Mayhem and I seem to have similar infantile humor going on. Queen, here is the story I promised you!

Two years ago, I was working at our local High School. Working in a small group setting allowed for many great conversations with my students, usually of the delinquent type!(students, not the conversations!) One such student, we'll call him Scott for now(although I confess to calling him other things at times!) was a Beavis and Butthead sort of sophomore. Scott was a skater punk who, judging by his freshman year attitude was bound and determined to go nowhere- fast! Well one day, I was lecturing Scott on getting through life. The lecture included something like this . . . "we all have hoops to jump through, things to do! I have my work duties to do, just like you have school work to do! If I don't do them, I'll get fired, there are consequences! . . . " When my ramblings had finished, Scott, with a small grin interjects(and his best B&B impression- or maybe not), "Ms. B? Two things: First, you said duty. Second? I don't remember, 'cause you said duty." Get it? Doody? I know that I laughed some at the time, but I've gotten a great amount of laugh mileage out of that story. Huh-huh, you said doody!

Well, that's all well and good, until my pastor begins incorporating the word into his Sunday message! The pain! The horror! He must have used it at least a half-dozen times in his message a few weeks ago! Talk about almost peeing myself! I was choking on my giggles, making pained faces at my closest friends. Trying, desperately, not to make eye contact! I thought I would die! He used it again the next week, and is now peppering his messages with it randomly. I hope it passes from his vocab soon, because honestly a woman can only take so much!

See Queen? You and I might just be infantile soul mates! Huh-huh, you said doody! Yep, I've ruined another word for you now, if it wasn't already!