Thursday, February 23, 2012
Damp
"It's your turn to play, Bob. Here are the dice."
"Mom? You just spit on me when you said that."
"Sorry."
"No, I mean really, super spit on me."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."
"You spit on me the way babies spit when they think they're talking but they're really just spitting spit at things. You spit at me like that."
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Dude. It's called payback.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Mom
Geez, Mom.
ReplyDeleteI know. How dare I?
Deletewell excuse her bob :)
ReplyDeleteRight?
Deletei love this new reply thing on blogger
DeleteMe too! ;)
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