Dave and Marla decided that the only way to pull off a Sunday
afternoon quickie with their ten-year-old son in the apartment was
to send him out on the balcony an order him to report on all the
neighborhood activities.

The boy began his commentary as his parents put their plan into
operation.

"There's a car being towed from the parking lot," he
said.

"An ambulance just drove by."

A few moments passed.

"Looks like the
Andersons have company," he called out.

"Matt's riding a new bike
and the Coopers are fucking."

Mom an Dad shot up in bed.

"How do you know that?" the startled
father asked.

"Their kid is standing out on the balcony, too," his son replied.