This girl. We were playing ants in the pants together. She had an ant that wasn't flipping into the pants too good-so the conversation goes like this:
G: Damn ant.
Me: What did you say?
G: That ant is damn.
Me: Greer, that is a bad word.
G: I know. But I can say it at home.
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