Unfiltered Story #47767

(When my brother was young, he often mixes up words. One day, he tried lady’s finger (okra) and liked it. This happens a few days later…)

Brother: Mama, can you cook women’s fingers tonight?

Mum: What?!

Brother: Women’s fingers! They’re really nice. You cooked them the other day, remember?

Mum: Ooooh, lady’s fingers!