Today, I picked the 7 yr. old up from school. As we were passing by buildings they'd recently torn down in our upscale "neighborhood" [I use the term loosly, because it's more of a metropolis than a neighborhood], she mentioned they tore down the "rage" building.
Hmm. The rage building?
I asked her what exactly she meant and she proceeded to tell me, "Well, it used to be the storage building but the S and the T and the O fell off, so it's the Rage building."
I laughed so hard I had to cover my mouth. It was histerical.. until I heard...
"Ms. America, you laugh like Santa Claus when you cover your mouth like that."
Oh. Right. Mental note: never do that on a first date. On second thought, ever again.
No comments:
Post a Comment