Let's go to the zoo, Mitchell!
Yes, we've already established that you love chocolate pudd'n. Come on, let's get you cleaned up and get there early enough to beat all the other hillbillies. No, no, I wasn't calling you a hillbilly, relax.
Dude, the zoo! Awesome! High five!
No, bud, these ropes are here so that those skinny, deathly-looking Siberian tigers don't come over and maul you. Listen to grandma, she sees this stuff in the ER all the time. Ask her about the potato story - oh, baby, it's a good one.
Hey, the Northern Trek is too frikkin far away. Can I catch a ride on the golfcart with you? Cool, thanks. You the man.
Whoa, sweet! Dinosaurs, Mitchell! Pretty cool, huh? What do you think?
Okey Dokey! Ex nay on the inosaursday! Sorry, bud. What'll make you feel better?
HA! FOOD! Whoda thunkit!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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