Deep conversation with my 4 year old......
with my wife working tonight, this is my dinnertime deep conversation with hayleigh my four year old girl as we are eating previously frozen french fries and pork:
Hayleigh: Dad, what's inside french fries?
Me: Potato
Hayeigh: oh, so inside fish sticks is fish?
Me: Yup
Hayleigh: are the fish dead or alive
Me: Dead.
Hayleigh: do they get dead when they mash em all up?
Me: Yup.
Hayleigh: oh ok.
Hayleigh: Dad, what's inside french fries?
Me: Potato
Hayeigh: oh, so inside fish sticks is fish?
Me: Yup
Hayleigh: are the fish dead or alive
Me: Dead.
Hayleigh: do they get dead when they mash em all up?
Me: Yup.
Hayleigh: oh ok.
Kids will absolutely improve your life (unless you are a crackhead or a prostitute). When my first was born, it actually defined who I was. Strange. Kids say the best things ever...then you catch a cold from them. [:@]
I must be a crack ***** then (god, that explains why I'm always scratching my gine...), cause I cannot picture how a breathing, pooping tax credit could improve anything. Except taxes. But then you spend it all on diapers. For the poop.
Really, I'm sure it's just fear. Fear of expense, fear of scarring them for life by behaving in some way that I'm not even aware of...hell, I can't take care of myself, let alone a crack baby.
I'll just leave it to the other breeders, and a few gays. There's enough damn people anyway...and when our Chinese Overlords decree only one child per family, and the Mormons take over Mexico and live on pontoon boats in the Gulf...I'll be long gone with no one left behind to suffer.
Really, I'm sure it's just fear. Fear of expense, fear of scarring them for life by behaving in some way that I'm not even aware of...hell, I can't take care of myself, let alone a crack baby.
I'll just leave it to the other breeders, and a few gays. There's enough damn people anyway...and when our Chinese Overlords decree only one child per family, and the Mormons take over Mexico and live on pontoon boats in the Gulf...I'll be long gone with no one left behind to suffer.
ORIGINAL: SpiritRR
I must be a crack ***** then (god, that explains why I'm always scratching my gine...), cause I cannot picture how a breathing, pooping tax credit could improve anything. Except taxes. But then you spend it all on diapers. For the poop.
Really, I'm sure it's just fear. Fear of expense, fear of scarring them for life by behaving in some way that I'm not even aware of...hell, I can't take care of myself, let alone a crack baby.
I'll just leave it to the other breeders, and a few gays. There's enough damn people anyway...and when our Chinese Overlords decree only one child per family, and the Mormons take over Mexico and live on pontoon boats in the Gulf...I'll be long gone with no one left behind to suffer.
I must be a crack ***** then (god, that explains why I'm always scratching my gine...), cause I cannot picture how a breathing, pooping tax credit could improve anything. Except taxes. But then you spend it all on diapers. For the poop.
Really, I'm sure it's just fear. Fear of expense, fear of scarring them for life by behaving in some way that I'm not even aware of...hell, I can't take care of myself, let alone a crack baby.
I'll just leave it to the other breeders, and a few gays. There's enough damn people anyway...and when our Chinese Overlords decree only one child per family, and the Mormons take over Mexico and live on pontoon boats in the Gulf...I'll be long gone with no one left behind to suffer.

I have a 3 year old daughter, they really do say the darnest things! and shes in the stage of "whats this" and "why"...can drive you nuts sometimes...
ORIGINAL: kodiak1122
Little kids are the funniest things on the planet.
Little kids are the funniest things on the planet.
Actually i think midgets are, i smile every time i see one

To the OP though, that is pretty funny.


