[shhrubbery!]

I've had to field similar questions.... It can be a bit startling, when your nine-year-old asks, "What's pornography?"

LOL. I'm laughing ruefully.

That actually reminds me of something that happened not with my children, but with my dad.

Some years ago at the dinner table, my family was stunned into silence when my elderly dad suddenly asked, "What's a lesbian?"

Seems he had heard the word used on late night television. The concept had never occurred to him.

[68 grunt]

I have a bizarre memory from childhood. I asked my dad about a word I heard. "Dad, what's a turd?" Dad looks at me very strangly for a few seconds and says, "Do you know what shit is?" I nod. "Well, a turd is a cold piece of shit."

Much like this issue.

[Celtjew Libertarian]

LOL!

The first funeral I attended, was my maternal grandfather's, when I was 17. On the way from the synagogue to the cemetery, I was in a limo, at the front of the procession, with my grandmother, my mother and aunt, my father and uncle, and my aunt's cousins.

We got cut off by another driver, so close the limo driver honked.

My aunt said, "At least we're at the front of the line. I was once in the middle of a funeral procession, when someone cut me off and nearly hit me. I honked, then he gave me the finger and drove off."

There were a few seconds of silence, then my Grandmother (born in the Ukraine, raised in Boston, former school-teacher, then in her 80s) asked, "What's 'the finger?'"

Everyone -- including the limo driver -- roared with laughter. (My grandfather, who was a dead ringer for Groucho Marx, including a taste for puns, was probably looking on and laughing harder than anyone else.)