…Unless they belong to
me. In which case I do negotiate with terrorists, and I do a lousy job at that.
Case in point, Scarlett and I at lunch the other day:
M: How about Pb & J for lunch?
S: How about with chips?
M: Like chips with your
sandwich?
S: No, like… just chips.
M: How about you eat
your sandwich and some veggies, remember the dr. said to eat lot’s of veggies!
Then we’ll see about chips.
S: How about I eat some
sandwich and you get me chips and candy corns.
If I count the “corn” in candy corns, that’s a win for me, right?...




2 comments:
your back! I love your writing and all your great stories!
Oh my word. Too hilarious! Love that you posted again!!
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