Friday, September 9, 2011
"Whoa Mama"
So I took my nephew, Ely (6 yrs old), to get ice cream last night and when we arrived he decided to get the biggest banana split on the menu. He doesn't like banana splits. I've already learned that lesson. So, I was trying to talk him into a dipped cone, one of my childhood favorites, and he wasn't having it. So he says to me "Woman! Let it go! I'll get a dipped cone the next time you bring me! Geesh!" Then he flashed me the biggest shit-eating grin I've ever seen, because he knew I was going to laugh. But then I realized...shit...this is how most guys ask me on a second date. Then I said...Dear Chasity...
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