Then, all of a sudden, I am caught up in the middle of a fight!
Two fat 4 year olds armed with plastic baseball bats suddenly take a dislike to each other. One shouts "you're a poo-bum" to the other, causing the other one to yell back "NO, you're a poo poo". baseball bats are swung, and my leg gets the brunt of Poo-Bums anger!
It was all I could do not to call both of them f'ing poo-bums.
I take a deep breath and continue back towards the street and the crossing, where it seems a very popular place for dogs to hang out of car windows!
If only I could do this and drive at the same time ;)
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