The other day in the car Big Kid asked, "Mom, what's Lookers?"
Oh shit, I thought. Lookers is a strip club. How would he know about a strip club? The radio! He does listen to radio advertisements. I can tell he already knows something is up, what can I say, what can I say shit shit shit.
I tried to remember the commercial so I could give a reasonable explanation but all I could remember was "L Ohh Ohhhhhhhhh K E R Sssssssssssss, Lookers! Looohhhhkeeeerssss.
"Uh, I don't know...? What? Why? "
"Lookers. L Oh! Oh! K E R S What do they do there?"
"Yes. I'm not--er, it is a...well, I am not sure."
"Could you call them?"
"I was thinking they could help us find Tangerine. Since they maybe look for things, maybe they look for lost cats?"
"Uh...yeah." And I left it at that.
And then turned off the radio forever.