Sitting down to a heaping plate of scones, the boys start
arguing about where they want to sit.
G:"I want to sit ova dare, 'cuth datth where da one I
bit ith."
R:"Well, I want to sit THERE, because the one I want is
right THERE."
G:"Well, I not movin'."
R:"Me NEITHER."
Boogie, who has been observing this whole exchange, sighs,
reaches out, and turns the plate. Problem solved.
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