The boys are playing a game in the backyard which involves all of them getting hit by tennis balls repeatedly. When this happens, they almost always yell “Oh, my nuts!” whether or not there was a direct hit on the package.
I finally went out there and told them that this wasn’t something the neighbors probably wanted to hear all afternoon, and I thought the matter was settled.
However, now they’re out there yelling “Oh, my testicles!” which, while making me laugh incredibly hard, is probably at about the same level annoying-the-neighbor-wise.
