Suhayl. Eight years old.
We were taking a walk. On the Perhentian beach.
There was a bikini-ed lady. On her back. On the beach. She's BIG.
Suhayl made a grand gesture of shielding his eyes.
Him : You know, that's not a very nice size. Erp. I mean, SIGHT.
Me : Which one do you actually mean? Size or sight?
Him : Either way, it's not a nice one. Size, or sight. But then again, I'm only eight, so I'm not interested.
I laughed my ass off!