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“Because if you throw the Wii-mote through the TV you’ll be sad!”
(from my 10 year old daughter just a moment ago)
That’s a question that just demands that Dad absentmindedly answer, “No, your mother has it in the nightstand.”
This in direct competition for cuteness with Bad New Baboon’s 6-year-old daughter saying, not only do Medusa’s snake eat, they evacuate their waste through her pimples.
Your kid was playing with your Wii? Sounds fun.
For cuteness, my friend was watching Titanic with his daughter. It got to the part where Jack is telling Rose that he used to draw a one-legged prostitute in Paris. The daughter asks, “Dad, what’s a prostitute?” He says, “Its a woman who sells her body for sex”. She responds - “Ewwwwww - she sold her leg for sex?” :eek:
Wow. It usually ends up costing an arm and a leg.
Ah, another “cute kid story” thread…
According to Geico, you can even hear the “Wii” as it’s being driven home.
“She’s doing it wrong.”
Not quite as titillating, but when I worked at a video store, a kid asked what a certain movie was about.
“It’s about a serial killer.”
“He kills them while they’re eating their cereal?!?”
A part of The Littlest Briston’s latest adventure:
“…and before the caterpillar becomes a butterfly, first it turns into a raccoon”.
This isn’t a kid story, but it is so akin to the OP, I’ll share.
So there I was, lying down, and Kenny climbed up and wedged one of his legs against mine, and then he grunted and said, “Man, you’re tight.” Then he got a cramp in his hip flexor from pushing, and had to get off me.
Kenny is my physical therapist, and he was just trying to stretch my leg muscles. But it took a lot for me not to start giggling.
Oh, here’s a kid one. My daughter would say, “I have to go upstairs to bed really quick, or my dad will beat me.” Of course she was referring to them racing, but I realized it sounded really bad.
Must. Not. Laugh. Out. Loud. At. Work.
Growing up, my younger sister studied the violin. One day after school she walked up to me and said “Can you take me to the mall? I was playing at school and broke my G-string.”
Errr… How do you answer that one?
I hope you told him that it’s a person who kills people by shoving cereal down their throats. He’d be turned off Lucky Charms for life.
I really like that one.
My daughter recently asked me for a French kiss. She thought that’s what you call it when you kiss three times on the cheeks.
Not a kid, but related to the OP: a former doper was trying to tell me and my GF just how big a guitar was. He said ‘you put the tow of you together, and you get a big strap-on…’
We were laughing too much for the rest.
I was on the subway and saw this kid traveling with his father. The father was sitting down but the boy was standing up, twisting himself around the pole. All of a sudden he proudly screams, “Look Daddy, I’m a pole dancer!”.
I’ve never seen a grown man get so embarrassed.
My daughter did almost the exact same thing when she was about seven: playing around the pole then shouting out ‘Mummy, when I grow up, I want to be a pole-dancer!’
I assume she’d heard the term somewhere, then swung around a pole on the train, and thought that people actually got paid to do that.
Best SDMB cute kid story ever!