Dad: Will Bass Pro Shops still be running their big fishing sale when we’re in town in a couple of weeks?
Me: They sure will.
Laura: Oh yeah, when you guys come down, we’ve got to go to Good Juju.
Mom: That sounds great!
Me: Wonderful! You guys go there while Dad and I go to Bass Pro.
Mom: Or you guys can come with us to Good Juju and we can go with you to Bass Pro.
Me: Mom, c’mon, that might be the worst idea I’ve ever heard for all parties involved.
Dad: Yeah, why would we want to spoil a perfectly good morning of male bonding?
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I’m still suffering post-boundary waters depression. Goooooooddd times!
Nice flip flops! I think this was the day of the great raccoon attack!