Though I wasn’t entirely surprised, I was somewhat disappointed to find the ruck of explicit magazines under the mattress of my teenaged son, Mr. Nigel Diapers.
Mr. Diapers was so taken with the slutty old lady screaming a ruck of obscenities on the streetcorner that he responded with his own explicit message: his bare butt.
“Who cares if there’s a ruck of explicit words on the new Wu Tang album? I just need to live my god damn life!” screamed my 4-year-old, Tobias.