This weekend, on our way home from the pool, Nicole and I were comparing sun damage. She gets cute freckles all across her shoulders while I am uniformly the color of deck stain.
Bone Junior: I wish I got freckles like you. It adds character.
Nicole: (Sigh) Bone Junior, if you had any more character, I don't know what I'd do with you.
Case in Point: If you ever get pulled over for going 64 in a 35, make sure the cop has a sense of humor before handing him this when he asks for your license and registration:
Otherwise he might threaten to slap you with falsely identifying yourself along with a hefty speeding ticket. Hypothetically.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Character Witness
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3 comments:
*sigh* if that ain't the truth.
please tell me this really happened. and why doesn't stuff like this happen when I am with you?
I give up on blogging. There's nothing even remotely as interesting EVER happening to me.
So when's your court date in Graceland?
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