Monday, December 29, 2008

Six-Year-Old Fantasies

C: Sometimes I wish you were my servant.

Me: Well, I sort of am your servant.

C: But if you were really my servant, I could ask you for ice cream in the middle of the night.
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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

i want that kind of servant

December 29, 2008 at 2:39 PM
Andrea said...

And...if you were his servant, you would get paid (not much, but more than you do now!)

December 30, 2008 at 1:38 PM

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