William: Yeah, I went to a pool party last night. I didn't get home 'til ALL hours.
Isaiah: Really? Haa haa. Cool! Whose party was it?
William: A friend from my class. You don't know her. Actually, she's my EX girlfriend now.
Isaiah: Why? How come she's your ex girlfriend?
William: Because she CHEWS with her MOUTH open! Can you BELIEVE it?
Isaiah: I chew with my mouth open sometimes.
William: You what dude????!!
Just to clarify, at no point was this girl actually William's girlfriend. There is a slight language disconnect at work here. When I explained this he looked at me like I'd grown an extra head. 'Mommy, hello?? She IS a GIRL! Well, yes, but... oh never mind. (There's nothing 'ex' about her either, they are still friends.)
Footnote: I have to take full ownership of the food and chewing thing though. From my very earliest youth, I have had a grave aversion to the sound and sight of people chewing with their mouths open. I am the oldest of four kids and my brothers and sister will testify that I was indeed the Police of Polite Eating in our house. I do not know where it came from but it stands to this day. It may be my one nod to a real live OCD issue. Interestingly, I never had to teach William to eat with his mouth closed, he knew it as if by osmosis. Evidently God saw that it would be best for everyone this way.
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