PT: This is for you.
PT drops into my hand a mint broken into at least 6 peices. its covered in dirt or dust or something.
ME: thanks. I think.
PT: Yeah. the only reason i got it was for you, cuz i dont like mints. I even broke it in half so you can have half and rafi can have half.
ME: yeah, i noticed it was a... little broken up.(looking at mint)
PT: auctually its broken in hlaf cuz i dropped it on the floor cuz i didn't like mints. (smiles)
ME: okay, well, thanks PT. I guess i'll save it for future generations.
PT: Yeah me too! ive been saving that for like a month!
ME:(looks back at mint).
PT: You know where i was saving it?
ME:
PT: My shoe!
ME: (puts mint on counter). oh. um. do you think i should still eat it?
PT: Yeah. I would. (frowns). except i dont like mints.
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it's like...Junie B Jones, almost....
youre like...junie b. jones, almost...
Do you even know who Junie B Jones is?
you're moms like...junie b. jones, almost...
um.....that one didn't make any sense...almost.
oh.
sorry.
...
im so embarressed. i didn't make any sense. i mean how often do i do that?
um, quite often if I remember correctly.
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