The Uncertain Romeo
Me: So, Mr. Papa, who's your best friend in Kindergarten, eh?
Brandon: Well...No one, really.
Me: Oh, come on, buddy. There must be someone special...Do you still like Annikan? He's a nice boy!
Brandon: Yes, I like Annikan. We play a lot. But we don't sit next to each other.
Me: I see. Who do you sit next to, then?
Brandon: A very pretty girl.
Me: What's her name, pray tell?
Brandon: I don't know. I keep forgetting. She's very, very, very pretty, though. She has brown skin and brown hair. I look at her all the time. Sometimes she smiles at me. Like this [smiles girly-like, disturbingly so, and tilts head, bats eyelashes].
Me: Goodness gracious! She sounds delightful.
Brandon: She is! I try to sit next to her as much as I can. I think she's my girlfriend.
posted by Ms. Lori @ 8:44 AM
5 Comments:
But can this dark skinned temptress hold pancakes on her head?
Awww....*melts*
Your boy hasn't met Her Surreal Highness, of course, so I wouldn't be sending out the wedding invitations yet.
Then again I have plans for her to become either a nun or a lesbian. Or a lesbian nun.
None of that nasty boy stuff.
So yeah, he can just carry on.
Kirby, I don't believe so...But if she can MAKE pancakes (shaped like SpongeBob SquarePants of course), then she's really in big trouble. ;-)
Olivia -- I KNOW! He da man.
***GUFFAW*** Rabbitch, you are one whipped mother.
Perhaps off topic: There's a child in his class named Annikan?
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