I believe in road cokes. If I am to drive more than 1/2 hour, there shall be beverages! The trip to today's nerd season event was an hour and a half so as we departed for home, we stopped at Braum's.
Imagine the sight we were. Nine children in suits pouring out of a school van, far too excited about ice cream. I am checking on kids, getting ready to get back in the van, but stop to speak to one girl who is ever so slightly dancing while drinking a milkshake. She's one of my favorites, and not at all a fluffy girl, but she's dancing away.
"Your milkshake good?" I ask quizzically, referring to her happy dance.
"Yeah." she answers as the dancing stops and her face goes deadpan. "It does not, however, bring all the boys to the yard.".
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You know, I *could* teach you...
But I'd have to charge. ;o)
Kids, to steal a phrase, say the darndest things. And make us laugh in the doing of it.
bwahahahaha!!!!!
I read it to Pupdaddy, he laughed, too.
very, very nice
And, uh, thanks for mentioning Braum's to those of us who aren't in the green, green grass of home anymore.
Why don't you just give me a nice paper cut, and pour lemon juice into it?
Probably because if I was going all the way out to the ice cream wasteland, I would take you a half gallon on dry ice and not paper and lemon juice.
But this would be a good time to mention what I sampled on my last ice cream visit--fried. Fried Ice Cream flavored ice cream. Cinnamon and sugar and little bits of fried flavor. Does it sound strange to speak of "fried" as a favorite flavor? Nope. It's somehow just right.
This is funnier to me now that I know for sure which kid is Milkshake Girl. Picturing her saying things adds humor to any story.
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