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Originally posted by Mark Padgett
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Originally posted by Dan_ref
A loooong time ago I had this dialogue with a friend at work:
"Hey, hand me a screw driver"
"Philips?"
"No, flat head."
"Who you calling flat head?"
I've been waiting all these years to work this into a conversation.
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This isn't exactly the same, but it almost fits. When my son was 5, we took him to a restaurant for his birthday. I ordered him a grilled cheese sandwich. He started crying. When I asked him what was the matter, he said "I wanted a boy cheese sandwich."
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Cute!
When my older one was about 3 or 4 or so we went down to a local playground that has a nice pond. Of course, it also has lots of geese. So we're driving home, the kids are asleep in the back of the car, my wife & I are gossiping. I happened to say something like "your sister has sh1t for brains". Later we got to talking about the pond, we were surprised that there were so many geese there and what a shame they made such a mess of the whole area. Suddenly we hear from the back seat (yeah, you guessed it):
"Those geese have sh1t for brains!"
For those of you that have been around a while, that's the one who threw out my box of stuff 3 or so years ago. But he's getting his, they gassed him today.