Rocket and I were talking about the ball games he likes to play.
"I like bastard ball," he told me.
I roared laughing and to my surprise, so did Petal.
Once she stopped giggling, she turned to Rocket and explained:
"It's basketball, silly!"
Thinking she's so clever, she added, "There's no such word as 'bastard'".
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