When I was but a wee one
in a restaurant with my parents, I went into the loo. I returned with an eager question, "Mum, Dad, what's a condom?". After a slightly hushed but fairly accurate description, I was satisfied. Then, when it came time to pay the bill, my Mum lamented the fact that my Dad couldn't get the waitress' attention. Eager to try out my new word, I suggested helpfully "Why don't you wave a condom at her?".

My humour was not gratefully received.
(LickOutTheJamsMotherfuckers!, Sun 20 Apr 2008, 2:15, Reply)