Lunch with the hooligans

I had lunch with the kids a few weekends ago and, as usual, they made me laugh at their sheer levels of total inappropriateness. Here. I'll show you.

Matthew: "Becca just wants to go to church tonight so she can speak in lips. Oh, I mean, tongues." *wink wink*

Becca: "Yeah, her mom likes to go shopping. Like you for crafts, Mom, but for whorish clothes."

Me: "How do you even know the words to this song?"
Matthew: "Because. I am awesome. Bow down to me, mortal."

Becca: "Ouch! You loved me so hard, it didn't feel like love AT ALL!"