I called George as we were on our way to McDonald's to celebrate a good first day of grade 2, I called George to see if he was interested in some salty, fatty goodness. He mentioned that Uncle Curtis was coming over later, so he'd be heading home.
Faith piped up from the back seat:
"Uncle Curtis is Dad's best friend."
"Why do you say that?"
"They talk and drink beer together."
"That means they're best friends?"
"Yeah, that's what men do. Talk, drink beer, and sometimes have a cup of wine."
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
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