While I was in the waiting room for my doctor's appointment, I sat by a grandma and grandpa and their seven year old grand kid (I know this because they told someone else in the room how old he was). He had a handheld computer game and was playing some kind of word association thing where he had to fill in the missing letters to spell the rest of the quote. He said, "Life is like a bowl of...what?"
The grandpa said, "Cherries."
The kid filled in some letters and then said, "No, the answer is gas."
The grandma said, "Life is like a bowl of gas? That doesn't make any sense."
"It's supposed to be cherries," said the grandpa.
Grandma said,"What kind of gas? Gasoline?"
The kid said, "No, like farts." I laughed.
The grandpa scolded the kid,"That is not a nice thing to say. You don't talk about things like that."
The grandma turned to me and said, "Kids say the darndest things, huh?" But really, life sometimes is like a bowl of farts.