D: When I'm famous I want to have rodeo clowns carry my stuff for me.
Me: Rodeo clowns??
D: Isn't that what you said?
Me: Roadies? I said roadies. (followed by uproarious laughter)
D: I thought you said clowns. Shut up.
Me: Why clowns? Who wants a bunch of clowns following them around?? It's roadies. As in R-O-A-D. Because they're on the road with you.
D: Okay, fine. Stop laughing. I get it.
Me: No, maybe you should have clowns. It makes more sense for you.
D: Stop it.
Friday, September 05, 2014
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