It's almost Thanksgiving already.
So there's that.
Anybody know where 2014 went?
OK then, me neither.
13-year-old boy: Uh oh! Annie's in the building. It's about to go down.
16-year-old boy: They're laughing cuz I got my eating face on.
10-year-old girl: I'm hairable.
13-year-old boy: Unbeweavable.
Colleague A: I'm so confused all the time!
7-year-old boy, squeezing my upper arms: You got the pow pow. The squishy squishy.
7-year-old boy: I got 25 girlfriends.
Me: Name them all.
Boy: I can't remember all their names.
14-year-old boy: Can I see that rubber cement?
Boy: I heard it smells good.
Me: Then no.
My ailing Butternut
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