A few weeks ago, Major Mook* and I were in the car on the way to his basketball game. On the other team was a friend of his from baseball. The boy had told Major Mook that he had pneumonia, but he was going to try to play. (It was the finals after all and he is a key contributor...but that's an aside). I said, "Yes, he does have pneumonia, but it's not contageous." He looked me right in the mirror ( I was driving after all) and said " If it's not contageous how did he get it?"
S-T-U-M-P-E-D.
Still weeks later, I am not sure if he was serious of giving me shit!
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Haha! Oh how I hate being outwitted by a preschooler! Sometimes they are too smart for their own good.
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