while driving home from our "quality time with grant" trip to sea world on saturday, greg and i were in the middle of a conversation that grant was (as usual) attempting to interrupt.
"mommy, mommy, mommy. mommy! mommy! MOMMY!"
"WHAT? grant, what is it?"
"mommy, i need to talk to you."
"about what, sweetheart?"
[pause, as grant tries to remember what it was that was so important]
"um...i need to talk to you about my big, strong muscles."
i swear a guy used that line on me back in college. $2 beer night at four corners, fall 1996.
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Hilarious!
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