"Mommy?"
"Yes, Love?"
"May I have some of your croutons?"
"No, you may not. Ask your father."
Crap.
"Daddy?"
"Yesss...?"
"May I have some of Mommy's croutons?"
"Yes, you may. Thank you for asking so politely."
Yay!
...or: How I learned to Stop Worrying and Love Engineers.
1 comment:
Buuuuut they only gave me three!
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