Jerk on, jerk ___

Glancing at the caller ID as the phone rang today, Eva announced, “It’s just some jerkoff.”

Doug and I stared at each other. Then we stared at her.

“What did you just say?” I demanded.

“What?” she asked, her eyes wide with confusion. “That’s what Daddy always says when a telemarketer calls.”

That’ll teach Doug to dangle his prepositions.