My trusty iPod's charging cord frayed about a year ago, and I just barely replaced it. As I was perusing old notes on the iPod, I found this gem that was originally supposed to be part of this post (it immediately precedes Dad's interjection).
BABY BROTHER: (lays upside-down and balances a package of Milky Ways on his feet) I am on a tiny island the size of me and there's lava all around and you're dying in the lava and if my Milky Ways fall into the lava I'll shout "NOOOOO!" and die because they're the only thing I care about.
MILKY WAYS: (fall)
BABY BROTHER: NOOOOO!
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