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Sunday, March 4, 2007

Another Random Conversation!

About five minutes after a debate over the origins of the word "delicatessen"

  • Daddy: *grabs shoulders*
  • Me: You're going to ask me another stupid question that will give me a migraine aren't you?
  • Daddy: *giggling* Umm, no... *whispers* Where's the dictionary?
  • Me: *laughing* I'm not telling!!
  • Daddy: *pulling on the back of the chair and laughing* No more computer for YOU!
  • Me: *seriously* If you make this chair fall over with me in it I will so kick you in the BALLS!!
  • Daddy: *shocked* Don't say "balls" in front of her! *points to belly*
  • Me: *giggles* Well, don't say "dictionary" in front of her!!

Note: Yes, he found the dictionary. (And yes, he was right!) But the origins of the conversation were still ridiculous. What started it all? Daddy Dearest asked, "Why do delicatessen and delicate sound so much alike?" *hits head hard on desk* BANG!!!!

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