Jan. 26th, 2003
So there's this cute yellow bubble-envelope in the mail, and I know from the return address that there's something interesting in it, and I open it up and see ...
... an AOL cd folder.
Hisss.
But wait! There is a note written on it!
"I just used this to protect the real CD."
I fall over laughing and have to show my roommates, who are suitably amused.
Inside the folder: Honor! Squeeeee!
... an AOL cd folder.
Hisss.
But wait! There is a note written on it!
"I just used this to protect the real CD."
I fall over laughing and have to show my roommates, who are suitably amused.
Inside the folder: Honor! Squeeeee!
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The scheme of raising hands to talk served well at lunch, with the grownups regulating their own conversation without need for that, and Nephew stepping in with the handraising and speaking when I watched the conversational flow and found a pause for him to do so. Had to raise my own hand once to turn the control back over to the grownups after a long long story. No fusses, though, which was excellently good.
Took several naps after lunch. Am finally awake.
Knock Knock
Jan. 26th, 2003 07:46 pmNephew's gotten into knock-knock jokes lately. We don't know too many. We need HELP!
What we need to do is replace his favorite one, which is this:
A: Knock knock!
B: Who's there?
A: Foot.
B: Foot who?
A: Foot fat toilet! <hysterical laughter>
yaksha42 shared one that I'd never heard before:
A: Knock knock!
B: Who's there?
A: Interrupting cow.
B: Interrupting co--
A, interrupting: Moo!
What we need to do is replace his favorite one, which is this:
A: Knock knock!
B: Who's there?
A: Foot.
B: Foot who?
A: Foot fat toilet! <hysterical laughter>
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A: Knock knock!
B: Who's there?
A: Interrupting cow.
B: Interrupting co--
A, interrupting: Moo!
Nephew is really getting into the whole RPG thing. It's cute. This afternoon, after Yakky had gone home (after some very fun stuff that was very fun, the sort of fun that happens with the webcam off) with the intent to graphically tease his single roommates, Nephew spent a few hours playing Hero Quest by himself, with something akin to the actual rules.
We're raising a gamer.
We're raising a gamer.