Boys will be Boys
I overheard a conversation at the harbor between a pack of middle school boys (they were talking pretty loud, so it's not evesdropping):
"hey, what are we doing?"
"Let's go eat"
"Let's go shop at the shops"
"Let's go find some pretty girls so we can take some pictures with them"
The third suggestion met with enthusiastic approval and a joiner:
"Yeah, let's go honey shopping"
I just had to laugh and share. Honey shopping. Ha.
2 Comments:
I'm supposed to not wait until the wedding to hear this story from the last post. When can I call you?
Hey, Rambling, just to let you know--
DMinor will be spending the week in your neck of the woods. He's at the
airport Amerisuite if you see this in time & feel like giving him a call. Though I don't expect him to have much free time, he was fantasizing about sneaking out to an O's game some evening if he could get a ticket. (Dream on!) So there's at least a remote possibility he'll come into the city--of course he has about two other guys sharing the rental car that he'd have to convince first.
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