DANIEL: What’s for dinner?
MOM: Stroganoff.
DANIEL: But I don’t like it.
MOM: I’m sorry. That is what we’re having.
DANIEL: I want shredded potatoes and a peanut butter sandwich.
MOM: But we don’t have any shredded potatoes.
DANIEL: You could make them from those potatoes. (pointing to a 10lb bag of potatoes)
MOM: I’m not making two separate meals. You’ll have to eat stroganoff.
DANIEL: This is bullshit.
There was never a genius without a tincture of madness
- Aristotle
- Aristotle
Friday, May 30, 2008
On Calling a Spade a Spade
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