In the car today, voices from the backseat (as the stuffed animals they were playing with)
D: (High pitched) Oh, I totally forgot that Elvis was your dad.
J: Thank ya...thank ya very much.
D: So. Why do you have to dress like your dad all the time?
J: (deep, drawling voice) 'Cause that's how you get the women.
Me: (bursting out laughing) What do you do with the women once you get them?
D: (Completely like duh) You marry them.
Oh. Lord. Help me.
People - Lock. Up. Your. Daughters.
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