I'm Sorry, What?
J: You need to buy a new radio for your car, Daddy.S: No, son, I just need to buy a new car.
J: Oh, I will buy you a new car.
L: Sweetie, you don't have enough money in your piggy bank to buy Daddy a new car.
J: Oh, well, I will buy me a new car when I'm a daddy. Then there will be two daddies in our family.
S: I'll still be your Daddy.
L: Daddy will always be your daddy, sweetie. But when you grow up and have your own baby, you'll be a daddy too. When you marry a girl, you can be a daddy.
J: Or a boy.
S: ...
L: No, bud, you have to marry a girl. You can only have babies with a girl.
J: Then what can I do with boys?
S: ...........
L: Just--be--friends.
(The preceding conversation was altered slightly in James Frey-like fashion to describe why last night's dinner conversation made S laugh hysterically while simultaneously giving him severe heartburn.)
posted by Thurman8er @ 8:04 AM
3 Comments:
In light of yours' and Lisa's conversation with James, you might want to move away from California!
We have Calculus in Florida.
"Not that there's anything wrong with that . . ."
Thanks God for wives and their inspired answers.
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