Baxter (with authority): "Do you know what this family needs?"
Me (laughing already): "No...what?"
Baxter: "A pop gun."
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Baxter (anxiety-ridden): "When is our next dentist appointment?"
Me: "Not for three whole months, honey."
Baxter (without hesitation): "Wow! That's 12 weeks away!!"
Me: "How did you figure that out so fast?"
Baxter: "I multiplicated."
***
Baxter, when no one laughed at one of his comments in the car: "Man! Tough crowd!"
3 comments:
I'm still laughing at "tough crowd"!!!!
Pop gun? Definitely an asset. I think. What is a pop gun?
Hilarious. I think every "family" needs a popgun! (Very clever of young sir to pitch it as a communal need, when in fact it's a more personal interest. A career in politics awaits!)
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