The morning before my “ta ta to Tatas” party, my husband and I went shopping.
Translation: Talk to Ya Later, ta ta for Now, and Later, Gator.
Two of my female friends attended the ta ta to Tatas party with appropriately low-cut shirts.
"Say 'ta—ta' nicely to your mother, young Frank," commanded Aunt May.
“ta ta,” he called as he saw the last of her flashing smile through the closing door.