Monday, March 2, 2009

Do I?



dO i? sHouLd I? HmMMm ... cAnt be LEvE tHay LeFt dA keeS in duh copTer.

Kud taKe et fur a qUik spIn ... wAt wouLD Dad dO? ShuR he'D Be prOUD duhVe me.

Naaa, i'd RathUr be SLeeeiN. Ya, A nAP wud BE goooD.

4 comments:

  1. Oh, you're still channeling the boy from a far are you? Last night he wanted a Wendy's Filet-o-Fish. Watched the commercial twice and, both times, was whining about how good it looked, how much better it would be than the kibble he had. And Eric and I both laughed, thinking: your Dad might be channeling those little thoughts that run between your ears, he might even ACT on those little thoughts that run between your ears....but no Big Macs/Filet-o-Fish/junk stuff around here. So he ended up begging for popcorn.

    Some things haven't changed at all!

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  2. !!! :)

    Actually, I've never had a Wendy's Filet-o-Fish in my life, though I would trust Butley's recommendation in all cases. If he says it's worth checking out, I'd believe him. He once passed me some foie gras on a rye cracker that, when coupled with the '79 Riesling we were drinking, was truly to DIE for...

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  3. His head snapped into the forward TV locked position as soon as the Wendy's Fish Filet (offered on Fridays for the Catholics) commercial aired. I didn't really make anything of it the first time but when it happened the second time after a long interlude of inactivity and ignoring the worlds momentum I had to believe it meant something to the big guy. He will be indulged when Nicole stops watching.

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  4. No...no he won't. He is on the skinny diet. The earn your keep diet. The "they will barely recognize me when they see me again" diet.

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