I hope I never stop being amused and amazed by the words that come out of my resident's mouths.
Last night while I was cleaning up a resident, they broke wind. Now, I rarely if ever comment on this. Burps, yes; farts, no. But the resident asked me, "Smell the poot?" and I had to laugh.
Some people say we become more like children as we age. I'm not sure we ever really grow up.