Me: "Umm, Z, actually I'm going tonight. Do you need something?"
Z: "Well, I was checking and we are out of gun powder. Do you think you could pick some up?"
Me: "Ummm, sure . . . . I'll grab that just as soon as I buy you a pet rabid wolverine and feed you rat poison for dinner. I'm on it!"
- best . . . mom . . . . ever!!!
4 comments:
Aren't kids funny? Sometimes I wish I could see the thought process that produced the comments they make. Enjoy your rabid wolverine.
WHAT?!?! Why did he need gun powder? I bet Bill was in charge of FHE huh....lol! Miss ya :0)
I am new here! Just wanted to say hi :)
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haha! Gun powder, that is awesome :)
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