Here is the conversation:
Will - stop scratching your front bottom - that's so roode!!!(rude, in Willspeak)
Celi - (deadpan) maybe I have lice too
Will (screaming) - no Celi! lice is only on you head! you so roode!!!! (crying wailing howling furious at this point)
Celi - (totally serious, completely deadpan delivery) - maybe I have bottom lice.
Will - (now totally infuriated, almost in hysterics) - noooooo!!! you stop bein' so roooode!!! stop it stop it stop it stop it!!!!!!
Of course, Lawt and I fall out laughing which sends poor Will right over the cliff. He totally loses his mind and proceeds to scream at all of us for being "roode".
Ahhhh. Did I mention that it was 10:30 at night? I love being me. No one has as much as me - I'm sure of it.