"Your dad was the judge."
"No, he wasn't," I countered.
"He was the prosecutor."
El. Oh. EL! Yeah, because prosecutor is so much less intimidating than the judge....
thanks for the chuckle,kati
Five kids in my family; I have an older brother, a younger sister, and the youngest kids are twins.
My old man used to introduce us like this (I'll use fake names to protect the innocent):
"This here's my oldest boy, John. This here's my beautiful daughter, Belinda. These are the twins, Rob and Bill. This one here writes poetry."
Dead last on his list, un-named, and convicted of prurient poetryism.
They're both terribly happy. Broke, but happy. :-)
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