When I was two, my mom and grandma took me to lunch at a restaurant, an activity I've always enjoyed. As we were leaving, I spotted a toothpick dispenser like the one pictured below:
I always thought toothpick dispensers were toys designed to amuse children, and I've always been fascinated by low-tech mechanical devices.In my zeal to get toothpicks for my mom, my grandma, and myself, I knocked over the toothpick dispenser and toothpicks went all over the floor.
I jumped up and down, screaming "Goddammit! Goddammit!" at the top of my lungs. This continued for a minute or so, which absolutely mortified my mother. My grandma thought it was hilarious. She said it's still the funniest thing she's ever witnessed.
Of course my mother's response was, "she learned this from her dad!"
Correction: My mom said that rather than jumping up and down I was hopping from one foot to the other and pumping my little fists--much like this sculpture, only not a naked boy:
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Ah, to have been a person in the restaurant witnessing a small child yelling "Goddamnit!"... that would make my day!
There are very few things funnier than small children passionately swearing when they don't know what "bad words" are.
This whole post made me smile ...
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