My nephew and neices were eating their thanksgiving dinners in the sunroom and the adults were in the dinning room. A steady jumble of laughter and bickering started to waft through to us from the kids. It grew and grew and grew until it was an all out fight. And as my sister prepared herself to leave the table and silence them, Julia's voice rang out loud and clear.
YOU ARE A TURD!
Then all were quiet in the peanut gallary.