Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Overheard...

As he was picking chip remains out of the carpet, John says to JJ (who was begging for more chips):

I don't think so, dude. You don't get any more when you throw them on the floor. That's a new rhyme we're going to live by, little man.

1 comment:

mysecondjournal said...

LOL classic!
I like that.