Wednesday the boy come home from school curious with a new word he heard from school. He walks into his home and walks up to his mother.

Boy: Mom. What does son of a b**ch mean?

Mother: Where did you hear that from?

Boy: I heard it from school.

Mother. I never want to hear you say that again.

Boy: Ok, but what does it mean?

Mother: Son of a b**ch means priest.

Thursday the boy comes home from school curious with another word from school. He walks into his home and walks up to his mother.

Boy: Mom. What does s**t mean?

Mother: Where did you hear that from?

Boy: I heard it from school.

Mother: I never want to hear you say that again.

Boy: Ok, but what does it mean?

Mother: S**t means food.

Friday the boy comes home from school curious with yet another word. He walks into his home and walks up to his mother.

Boy: Mom. What does f**king mean?

Mother: Where did you hear that from?

Boy: I heard it from school.

Mother: I never want to hear you say that again.

Boy: Ok, but what does it mean?

Mother: F**king means getting dressed.

That weekend. They invited their priest over for dinner and have a good time. The parents was upstairs getting dressed and preparing for dinner. The boy was already dressed and waiting when the priest knocked on the door and the boy answers the door with a smile on his face.

Boy: Hey you son of a b**ch. The s**t is on the table and mom and dad is upstairs f**king.