Mark bought that Katy Parry song off iTunes the other day (Here’s the video. It is brilliant in its cheesiness.)
We were listening to it and Sarah came in the room.
“Sarah,” I said. “This song has a bad word in it.”
“Which one?”
“The B-word.”
“What’s the B-word?”
“I don’t know if I can tell you.”
Sarah thinks for a second, leans in, and then whispers: “Is it BUM?”

