“ONE OF THE BIRDS HAS A PIMP,” yelled Hattie Bella.
“A pimple?” asked Sophie.
“ONE OF THE BIRDS HAS A PIMP! A PIMP! A BIRD HAS A PIMP!” Hattie shrieked, slithering around on top of a sleeping bag. There were no birds or pimps or windows in view.
For the record, ‘PIMP’ is not a flash-card preschooler word at our house.
These are the things that are difficult to explain about children.
On the subject of birds, my current favorite song is Birds by Kate Nash. Coo-ool.
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Seeing a pimp hanging around your abode is a far cry from spotting a fluttering birdie. I’d choose the latter. Uh, yeah.
Silly Hattie Belle.
So dare we ask what the bird had?
Regardless it is a chuckle to hear.
She’s right. Oscar the Grouch has been Big Bird’s pimp for 30 years now.
“Yo my man. What you lookin’ for? You wanna ride the ostrich? You wanna choke the chicken? You wanna stuff the turkey? It’s all good my man. I got what you need right here.”
Maybe the squirrels are acting as pimps nowadays.
Damn you MTV for permeating nature.
Maybe it was because the chipmunk chose to sport his fur coat , diamond-encrusted walking stick and platform boots?
At least you are there to hear it. When you work with highly verbal preschoolers, some of the strangest sentences bubble out of their uncensored unconscious word banks.
Maybe someone needs to explain the the bird that she can choose her own path and get out from under the thumb of The Man. Or at least go for a high class escort situation. They are all the rage nowadays and can even launch one’s music career.
Of course birds have pimps. They manage the nest-eggs. Oh…really bad, I know.
What would a pimp do with a bird? Or what would a bird pimp do? Interesting…
Um, Spot? Eww.
I guess the Emperor’s Club is really branching out these days.
I like Kate Nash too! Check out Rachel Yamagata also.
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