Waste not, want not.

[velouria]

Sittin around in a pizza joint with my sister and her kids, and my niece examines her piece of pizza sagging pathetically in the air for a few seconds before flinging it down on the table and scowling. "I don't like pizza," she whines.

"What chapter is that in your book?" I asked her, "You know, I Don't Like Rollerskating?"

"When is your book coming out?" was her response.

"My book?"

"Your I Don't Have a Boyfriend book."

Oh touché, little one. You have learned from the master.

Comments

[jonn68.livejournal.com]

ZOMG

I can see the biting wit is a genetic thing.

[velouria.livejournal.com]

she's 9 years old and has already had more boyfriends than i will ever have, so we know i didn't pass that gene down.

[jonn68.livejournal.com]

9 year old kids date? Geez, I was sheltered.