Sunday, January 03, 2010



The other day, while getting my car’s oil changed, I sat in the waiting room of the car shop along with a man and his young daughter, who were watching the television. The news report was talking about the underwear bomber, referring to him as “the suspect.”

Girl: He’s a suspect?

Dad: That’s right.

Girl, impressed: Ooooooh!

Pointers to this fortnight’s blog carnivals:

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