…is ‘funk,’ as in, “We better wipe the funk off that pickle before we start eating it again.” You see, the pickle had fallen on the floor, where there’s lots of Gracie-hair and crumbs and such. I mistakenly referred to all of this detritus as ‘funk,’ which, when repeated by Lindsay in its original phrasing (see above), sounds pretty bad. Oops. This is how Daddy gets a bad rap with Grammy and Nannan.