Friday, September 23, 2005

Chopped Liver...

Youngest: There is no one to play with...
Me: Well, do you want to play soccer?
Youngest (whining): No! I want to play with a friend...
Me (tickle torturing): So what's that supposed to mean? I'm not your friend?
Youngest: Nope. You're chopped liver actually...
Me: (Beating the child within inches of life)

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