Doodoo dabba (doodoo = milk, dabba = box). Yes ladies and gentleman, we have ourselves a new name for a certain intimate undergarment wear!
So a few weeks ago, I was at the mall and walked into La vie en rose. Upon seeing the scantily clad manequin, Eesa smiled smuggly and declared: Nungi!! (naked). The poor manequin must have shrunk red down to her wooden bones! So anyway, while I was browsing inside, he walked up to a rack of bras, poked through a cup and declared: “doodoo dabbah!”. (the box that holds the milk, i suppose). Ever so hillariously embarassed, I pretended he wasn’t mine. Then I realized, “what the heck, no one would understand what he meant”, picked him and paced out of the store – only to curse myself about my inability to decide whether I should be embarassed about his bluntness or if i should praise his growing vocabulary!!