January 29, 2008

What, who me?

A typically evening at Long Nights Bistro circa 2008 with the First Lady and "The Boss"

"OK, Rob! You can either eat your vegetables or go to your room, it is your choice?"

"No, I want my plum pudding, and I am not budging till I get my fair share."

"OK, Peanut, you can whine till the ducks come home, but until you eat your vegetables you will get no pudding"

"But Peter didn't have to eat his vegetables"

"Yes, well Robbie, Peter is a guest and guests don't have the same rules as you"

"Fine, I want to be a guest from now on"

"O, Wob, just eat your veggies, you will grow up to big and strong like Al and Doug, you want to big and strong like the firefighters don't you?"

"I want my pudding, I don't care if I am strong, give me my pudding"

"O, Wobby am I going to have to send Peter home, and you to your room?"

"Thump, pow, smash, swoosh"

"Whoops"

"Robert junior you go to your room right now"

"Fine, I have marzipan in my room"

"I am so sorry you will have to excuse Rob, he didn't get the memo about Santa only visiting good little boys"

The End




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