I spent this morning helping with the Days of '47 children's parade. We wound up at the City and County Building where bottles of cold water awaited us. YAY FOR BOTTLES OF COLD WATER!
Anyway, a couple of boys started a water fight. They were laughing and dousing each other and I went, "Friends."
Then one of the boys chucked his bottle at the other boy's head. So the other boy chucked his bottle at the first boy's head. And then both boys started clubbing each other and one of them commenced with the crying part and I went, "Nope. Brothers."
4 comments:
I love this. It sounds like a version of what happened at our house today. :)
I read this aloud to the historian last night, it was so perfect.
That is funny. You have a gift for finding funny!
A dear friend of mine was the chairman. I asked him why a guy from Nevada was doing that, and he told me he was a friend of the governors (oh yea) and he wouldn't steal like the last chairman. Wow...stealing from a days of 47 thing? Isn't that the worst karma ever?
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