My great-grandfather and his wife one Sunday they had to go away and only a Hungarian journey man was there. He told him, he has to be the baby sitter. The Hungarian agreed.
So evenings when my great-grandparents came home he slipped a little. Looking down it was wet, a little puddle.
My great-grandfather asked: "Bos es dos?" ("What is this?")
The Hungarian answered: "Ez még csak a kis bos es dos. A nagy bos es dos még csak a hálószobába van.
Translation: "Oh, this is only the small bos es dos. The big bos es dos is in the bedroom."