So this ten year old kid named Vincent is in the shop the other day.
He's biting his fingernails.
Here is our conversation:
ME: "What are you doing!!?"
VINCENT: "Nothing."
ME: "I just saw you biting your fingernails!"
VINCENT: "So?"
ME: "And you were spitting them out on my floor!!"
VINCENT: "So...it was just one one fingernail. It would take like a million years of me biting my nails to fill up the place."
::bites nails...spits bits out on blog floor::
ReplyDeleteWhattya gonna do about it?
File Me Do
ReplyDeleteI Want to Hold Your Clippings
Why Don't We Spit it in the Road
(that's what auto correct thinks Beatles should be, somehow...)
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