| Neighbor: | Have you ever ridden a stegosaurus? |
| Kid: | No. |
| Neighbor: | Well, I have! |
| Kid, enviously: | No way! |
| Neighbor: | Have you ever ridden a stegosaurus? |
| Kid: | No. |
| Neighbor: | Well, I have! |
| Kid, enviously: | No way! |
While I admire your youthful energy and enthusiasm, you have now been running around outside for two hours blowing tunelessly into a harmonica, jingling sleigh bells, and tootling into some sort of pipe. Please cut it out, if just for the sake of my sanity.
“Less blood! Less blood!”
| Kid #1: | Run, it's a vampire! |
| Kid #2: | I'm not a vampire! |
| Kid #1: | I can see your wings! |
“Flower sale, flower sale!”
“You get a free coupon!”
“Flower sale, flower sale! Hey, you want to buy a flower?”
Alarmed neighbor: “Uh, not right now. How about tomorrow?”
“No!”
“Flower sale, flower sale!”
The city left a huge stack of traffic cones on my street while they did some maintenance, and my neighbors have taken them and used them to block out boundaries, goals, etc., and are now playing a game of soccer in the middle of the road.
#31’s up two goals.
