If you lick that mirror, we're going home.
If you go spinny-spinny on the diner stools again, we're going home.
If you dive into that bowl of mints by the cash register, we're going home.
If you try to eat anything that's stuck to the bottom of the table, we're going home.
Unless you crawl under the table again. Then you HAVE to eat anything that's stuck to the bottom of the table. (And then we're going home.)
(With thanks and apologies to the staff of the Elizaville Diner, who make some of the by-gum best fries on earth. We'll be back. With better-behaved kids, we hope.)
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
TODAY'S ODD CONVERSATION
Beast, battling a tummyache: "Daddy, does the Sarlacc ever puke?"
Dad: "Er...um...I sure hope not."
Beast: "It would shoot straight up in the air!"
Dad: "Maybe that's how Boba Fett escaped it."
Beast, making pondering face: "Wow..."
Dad: "Er...um...I sure hope not."
Beast: "It would shoot straight up in the air!"
Dad: "Maybe that's how Boba Fett escaped it."
Beast, making pondering face: "Wow..."
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