My six year old has developed a strange fascination with Pimp my Ride, (6.30 weekdays C5, if you're interested). It's led to some strange language entering the Gumpher household. I walk in from work,
'Good day ?'
'Yeah, went swimming. Dad, can we pimp the Saab ?'
'Uh , no, I don't think it would go down that well if I turned up to meetings in a pimped Saab'
'What about Mum's ?'
' Chap, how do you go about pimping an Astra estate ?'
Thanks a bunch Westwood. Can't wait to get a call from school to find out he's called his god fearing teacher a badass ho.