ds#1: Can I have the giant chalkboard out of the basement to
do math problems on?
me: Yep. Go get it, it's yours.
ds#2 Oh, that's REAL nice. All we need around here
now is a couple of pocket protectors.
ds#1: I could totally use a couple of pocket protectors!
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me: Oh my gosh, has my nose always been this big??
dd: Pretty much.
ds#2: Yeah, mom, you've got a pretty big schnozz.
me: Well. It's a good thing I didn't realize this in
junior high. It might have made me insecure. Can
I tell people I broke it in a bar fight?
ds#2 Have you ever been in a bar fight?
me: I can neither confirm nor deny my participation
in any bar fights at this time.
ds#2: That's what I thought . . .
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caller: I have this baseball card from 1967 signed
by Babe Ruth. Is that something you all
would be interested in buying?
me: Umm, no, no thank you.
Babe Ruth actually died in 1948--you do the math.
You won't even need a giant chalkboard!
5 comments:
I see no reason why you can't say you got it in a bar fight. And if pressed...
you can make up a really cool story about how whipped some "GUYS" but in the process!!
How do you know he really died??? Maybe he & Elvis are in area 51 in cryogenic sleep but before he went to sleep he signed a card. (From Justin by the way)
Sounds like some of the conversations around my house! Cute post!
Ummm...excuse me! Don't knock the pocket protectors! :p
nay, nay, marybt--one son knocks the classic PPs, one son embraces . . .
;)
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