In their heads, B and O are having the following the conversation:
B: I'm a perfect angel.
O: No. I'm a perfect angel.
B: I really only stuck my fingers in your nose and mouth because it looked interesting.
O: Well, I only kicked you in the head because you were doing that.
B: Seriously, I only get up at night because I miss seeing everyone.
O: Well, I only get up at night because my diaper leaked all over the place. It's pretty funny to wake you up in the meantime.
B: I think that maybe you should try some of my "whole" milk for a change...tastes way better than that other stuff.
O: Lady, what are you trying to do? They would be cleaning my diaper every two minutes.
B: That would be funny.
O: Yeah, it would.
B: Oh look, mommy wants to take a picture of us together.
O: We are angels, mommy.
B: Yeah, we are "perfect" angels.
Click.
Monday, August 07, 2006
An Unheard Conversation
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1 comment:
That's classic. I love it.
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