An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation

On the drive to school this morning

Leta: Who’s going to pick me up from school? Me: My butt. Leta: MOM! THAT’S NOT FUNNY! Me: Why is my butt not funny? Leta: IT JUST ISN’T! Me: Leta, pretend you’re a boy for, say, two minutes. Then it might be funny. Leta: Can…

September 30, 2010