This afternoon Natalie tried to swim like a dolphin. At one point she said, “I feel bad for boy dolphins.” I gave her a puzzled look; I could not imagine what her reasoning would be. She continued, “Because they have to talk in such high pitches.” Ah yes. I’m sure that all the other masculine marine creatures tease them endlessly.
A few minutes later I was sunning in a deck chair when she walked past me. She stopped suddenly, looking at my knee. Then without warning, she spit on my shin. (It was a pretty good loogie actually, for a little lady.) She said, “Sorry. There was a bug.”
Oh, I’m sure I’ll never tire of this one.
2 comments:
HHHAAAAAAAAAA!!
I too have always found that spitting is by far the best method of getting rid of bugs.
Ok this is so gross yet so funny.
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