May 16, 2016 @ 9:39 am | Filed under: These People Crack Me Up
Me, happening upon a small boy industriously wielding a feather duster on the bookcases: “Wow! Thank you!”
Huck, a certain gleam in his eye: “I need lots of dust so I can shake it in Rilla’s face.”
I guess she has a future in catalog copy?
Pandas don’t break
It’s possible we’re a wee bit distracted today.
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