Miriam, "Are dates good?"
Me: "Dates with your dad are good. He holds my hand, we do fun stuff, we kiss a lot."
Miriam: "You know that's not what I meant. Have you eaten a date?"
Me: "I ate a date once . . . he didn't like it."
Miriam, as the rest of us laugh hysterically, "I'm surrounded by idiots."
1 comment:
Dates are gross. The food ones anyway. ;)
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