Don't just embrace the crazy, sidle up next to it and lick its ear.
I come home from work.
I get out of the truck.
My son and his friend, a neighbor kid, are standing in the drive.
I’m wearing my usual work duds: dress slacks, dress shirt, tie.
The neighbor kid asks, “Picture day?”
Damned smart ass kids.
Props to the kid: that's a pretty good one, actually.
Don't encourage him, I've got enough problems.
At least you could send him home- the problems start when your own kid is being the smart aleck.
My kid, a smart Alec?Yeah, see he gets that from his mother - that and the sarcasm.
Better a smartass than a dumbass, I always say.
I basically got pwned by a 13 year old.You people are NOT helping.
No, no, no, Jim--it's not like that at all.You got TOTALLY pwned by a 13-year-old.
at least it wasnt the 6 year old down the street
The 6 year old probably would have told me I looked like crap.
Hey, I'm impressed that they even noticed!
Or that they recognize (a) that you were dressed up and (b) that they could name one use for good clothes.Dr. Phil
maybe we ought to be reading the fresh kid's blog.
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