Night-Rider

(I am about ten years old. Our family has just moved and we were getting all-new furniture.)

Dad: “Son, what kind of bed do you want for your the new house?”

Me: “I want a race car!”

Step-mom: “A race car bed? If you ever brought a girl to your room, she’d be laughing her a** off. What would you do then?”

Me: “Take her for a ride?”

(My dad almost fell off the sofa laughing, though at the time I had no idea why!)