Cheeked

Eighteen-Year-Old:  I just looked out the window, and:  Bam!  All cheeked up!

Especially

Me:  Is it still hot?
Ten-Year-Old:  Yes, it is, especially back here.
Me:  No…
Eighteen-Year-Old:  We were asking about [Fifteen-Year-Old]’s sandwich.

Femme

Eighteen-Year-Old:  High femme and femme.  It’s just femme, but on steroids.
Me:  Not so much “steroids.”
Eighteen-Year-Old:  You right.

Socks

Fifteen-Year-Old:  I’d better put on some socks.
Me:  On the contrary, I’m not wearing socks.
Ten-Year-Old:  Socks are for nerds.
Me:  On the contrary, socks are for jocks.  If you’re going to sweat all over everything, you want sock.

Duplicated

Man:  I think God is good with me being duplicated just twice.

Purple

First Man:  You two are a beautiful couple, and I love purple.
Second Man:  Have we met?

Bastille

Me:  Nobody I wished a Happy Bastille Day today has known what I was talking about.

Decade

Eighteen-Year-Old:  Don’t ever do that again.
Me:  I only do a Jamaican accent once per decade.

Rods

Me:  What kind of historian of American labor doesn’t know the difference between “riding the rails” and “riding the rods”?

Discount

Me:  What will having a refrigerator full of discount cheese do to a man?