Rocket was sitting on my lap when he looked up at me and said:
“You got a cock.”
I was a little disturbed for two reasons. 1) Where had he heard that word? 2) Why did he think I had one?
“Um, no I don’t,” I explained to him without wanting to make too much of a fuss over his x-rated choice of words.
“You got a cock,” he said again, as he grabbed my wrist and pointed out my watch.
A-ha, my clock.
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