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Thursday, March 5, 2009

Shhh, or my mom will exterminate you

Magnet #377 - Doctor Who Dalek

I know this Dalek might have a name, but ya'll know how I feel about Daleks, so I have no idea what his name or affiliation is on Doctor Who. Heh.

I just needed a TV magnet to say, oh my goodness, I miss my television. And my television misses me.

I'm going to be away for 14 days in March, and all I can think of are two things.

1) That I need to clear off my DVR of all the Chucks, Terminators, Psychs, Bones, Flashpoints, Trust Mes, Damages, Lie to Mes, Knight Riders, Numb3rs and (that full marathon of) Leverage that I haven't watched yet! And,

2) Assuming I get time to clear off the stuff on the DVR, what if my DVR can't handle all my shows that will air during that 14-day stretch?

Good gravy. What's a girl to do. Heh.

Oh. Here's a good story for today. I have corrupted a minor, without meaning to. You know how kids pick up whatever the hell comes out of your mouth?

Today, a coworker brought her daughter in to work - I love this little girl, ya'll. She's freakin' adorable, and she's way more fun to play with than my coworkers. But she was sitting here in the conference room with me, and I (like a dummy) gave her permanent markers to draw with. And I (like a dummy) said...just be careful, don't mark all over your pretty pink shirt, or your mom will kill me!

Now. Guess who has been repeating that all afternoon. Only now, it's morphed into:

Shhhhh! Or my mom will kill you.

Annnnnd, I think I've proven why I should never have kids.
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1 comment:

The Geek said...

Hee hee. I love a good "Kids Say The Darndest Things" story.

My cousin, when he was about 3 years old, responded much more to blondes than brunettes, and would always chat them up when he was around them. So sitting in the bleachers at my sister's high school graduation, he turns around to the 20-something-year-old blondes behind him and says, "Hi! Wanna come over to my house to play?" They laugh, and say, "No, sweetie, I think we're a little too old to come to your house to play." And damn if he didn't respond in a hushed, conspiratorial voice with, "But I've got CANDY at my house...?"

It's only a matter of time before this kid ends up in jail for solicitation. Or on The Bachelor.