Kid Magnet

If you’ve never met me before, and I’ve asked you to meet me at some sort of cookout (probably to pick up some secret documents regarding national security), I’ll be the tall guy being trailed around the yard by everyone’s kids.  A rough estimate will show that I will only know less than half of said children by name, and a quarter will only be able to speak well enough to be able to notify me of their intention to “get me.”

Now if this worked on pouty models, I would have some real trouble.

Lefty
Dad to 4 year old daughter while playing catch:
Dad: Are you left handed?
Girl: (exasperated) No, Dad.
Dad: Then why are you throwing with your left hand?
Girl: (exasperated) Because I can’t throw as good with my right hand, Dad.

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