buggers

Our car conversation from yesterday:

Jonathan: "What is that on my finger?"

Me: "I can't see it right now. Where did you find it?"

Jonathan: "In my nose"

Me: "Then it is probably a bugger"

Jonathan: "A bugger!! Buggers in my nose"

a few minutes later...

Jonathan: "I have buggers in my nose. We have buggers for dinner sometimes"

Me: "Do you mean hamburgers like we had last night?"

Jonathan: "Yes! I have hamburgers in my nose!"