Please Don't Swear in Front of Your Grandfather

Jesse loves to swear.

Really, really loves to swear.

We are going to visit Grandpa George next week and swearing will not fly.

I've told him, "If you really need to swear while we're there, maybe you could go in the bathroom and turn the fan on and swear."

"I know!" he says. "I'll just say it in my head."

He doesn't say anything for a minute and then he chuckles in a satisfied way, rolls his eyes and says, "Oh man, you don't even want to know what I just said."