Viva La Elle

"What the hell? Ubber? Where did that come from?" I asked as I stood straight up. "What?" He asked, placing his hands on his hips, "Why can't I say ubber? It's a totally rad word!" Bam said. I stared at him in disbelief, then fell on the floor, clutching my stomach as I laughed. "What?" Bam yelled, not understanding the source of my laughter. "Where the hell did you pick on those words?" I asked, laughing even more as I felt tears come out of my eyes. My clothes were getting wet from the aftermath of the prank, but it was worth it. "What the fuck is wrong with my rad vocab?" He asked, throwing his hands up. I stood and placed my hand on his shoulders, trying to catch my breath. "Ubber? Rad? Have you time traveled back to the seventies?" I asked. I could tell that Bam was physically mad. "Aww! My po' baby!" I said as I kissed his cheek. "Now, let's go somewhere so we can talk about the words coming out of your mouth." I said as I led him upstairs.