M. Giant's Velcrometer Throwing stuff at the internet to see what sticks |
Friday, July 25, 2003 BYE BYE Trash was talking to her sister-in-law yesterday, and she had a brief phone conversation with our 1½-year-old niece Deniece. “Hello, Deniece!” “HI.” “Do you know who this is?” “YEH.” “This is your Auntie Trash.” “[Random assortment of tortured vowels and elongated consonants that is Deniece’s version of Trash’s name] “That’s right!” “M.!” “Yes, I’m married to M.” “M.!” “Would you like us to come down and visit you soon?” “M.!” “Okay, but—” “BYE BYE.” Clunk. Naturally, Trash found this hilarious. Nobody can deliver a dis and get away with it quite like a toddler. People tend to miss the innocence and carelessness of childhood, but not me. What you just saw above? That’s what I miss. If I could get away with putting people down like that, I’d never leave the office. * * * Today’s best search request: “trash’s ruining environment.” Oh, she is not. She recycles and everything. posted by M. Giant 3:19 PM 0 comments 0 Comments: |
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