The other day, Parker walked up to me and started tapping his foot. I looked at him in a questionable manner and he replied, "You see my foot? That means I'm serious."
Parker walked up to Dale and kept pointing to the side of his face.
D: What's wrong with your ear?
P: Not my ear, my cheek.
D: What's wrong with your cheek?
P: Mom was kissing on it.
P: Mom, I think you're growing!
M: Oh?
P: Yeah, like outer. (Spreads hands far apart) Like a fat guy.
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