The Bouncy Variety
Staring at a vending machine full of bouncy balls, Younger Son asked, "Can I have 75 cents?"
The husband replied, "Not a chance in the world! Don't you have a million bouncy balls at home?" Then, thinking himself clever, remarked, "Son, don't you have any balls?"
As the husband snickered and walked away, Younger Son looked at me with puppy-dog eyes and tried not to smirk when he said innocently, "But I want bigger ones."
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That's all I'm sayin'.......
haaahaaahaaa!
I like this kid.
He could probably be one of mine.
Ha! Don't they all???
Bwah-ha-haa-haa!
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