God honest truth.
Wife: Hey buckaroo, you ready to go?
Son: Hey fuckaroo.
Wife: What did you say?
Son: Well, sometimes I'll say buckaroo, then other times I'll say fuckaroo.
Wife: No, no, we don't say that word, ever.
Son: We don't say fuckaroo?
Wife: No, we don't say that word.
Son: Oh, ok.
Wife: Ready to go to Grams?
Son: Yeah. Hey Mom, can I say fuckaroo at Gram's house?
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