I have a super cute housemate named Hank. He is almost 4. His mother is deep into finals at school and I have been roused to hang out with him. Such a chore. Anyway, wanted to share a Hank story with you all.
We are sitting at the Funky Door coffeeshop. We are enjoying steamed milks (me with almond, he with honey), and he is pounding his down like a drunken sailor at last call......which I point out to him:
Me: "Whoa dude, you are chugging that."
Hank: "Like a choo choo train."
Did I mention he's not quite 4?
This is why I don't like kids...little fuckers are way more clever than I am and the competition bristles me.
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