Saturday, March 01, 2008

Mom is selling your shirts and should be punished!

Kathleen and Sam and I were in the car on some errand. Kathleen had
to run into the supermarket for something, so Sam and I were waiting
out in the supermarket parking lot. Sam leaned over to me
conspiratorially. "Can I tell you something." He asked.

"Yes?"

"About mom." He was still whispering.

"Yes?"

"She sold your shirts in that store." He pointed across the street to
a dry cleaner. I figured Kathleen must have dropped off some of my
shirts to be cleaned earlier that day.

"Wow, she sold my shirts?"

"Yes."

"Well, what should I do about it?"

"You should hit her in the bed with a bat!" Sam said, and he had this
weird little look in his face. To be honest it freaked me out a
little.

"I should hit her in the head with a bat?"

"Yeah."

"Maybe I should just give mom a time out."

"No, that would be mean."

"Not meaner than hitting her in the head with a bat!" I said and we
both broke out laughing. Kathleen came out of the store a few moments
later.

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