I've been watching some football. What a crazy game. They throw the ball, I get it. They kick the ball, I get it. But why do they run around and then all fall down? It looks like when I play Ring Around the Rosie. Are they really just dancing?
I scored a big one tonight. My mom was eating some gloppy pasta dish in a restaurant when when she dropped a chunk of it on the table. "You should wear a bib," I said. Bam! I mean, why should I be the only one who has to wear this stupid piece of cloth around my neck? When grownups act like babies, they need a talking-to, don't you think?