Aaaah! My Area!

This post is dedicated to all those who need a bit of good cheer this week.
My sister Krista and I fell in love with the show Mystery Science Theater 3000 when we were in high school. It was a Comedy Central show that made fun of old movies. In one episode they made fun of a movie called "I Accuse My Parents." In the episode some guy is hit below the belt and the commentators yell out, "Ahh my area!" Yes, it is a lame joke, but like many lame jokes it has stayed with my sister and I for the past decade or so.
When the time came for me to teach Max how to talk, I just slipped in "my area" as the phrase for private parts. It seemed like a good phrase for a small kid. I am not a big fan of hearing kids scream out anatomically correct words at the playground. And yes, I do get a small kick out of hearing the old joke.
My friend was familiar with Max's peculiar vocabulary and sent me the following message via facebook a few months back.

Now that I've grown accustomed to Max referring to his man parts his "area", all tornado disaster news coverage has become quite comical.

LIVE from Joplin:

-"My area is trashed"

-"this area is going to take a long time to recover after that type of blow"

-"We'd been going along thinking we had our area covered, but the wind picked up and things turned ugly real fast"

-"You try to get ready, and prepare your whole life for it, but after years with no action, you start to wonder if your area is ever gonna get hit. I think I had myself convinced it would never happen."

Is is a bit crude? Probably. Too soon? Maybe? Funniest thing that I have ever read? Hell Yes! To this day I cannot get through this without laughing so hard I cry.