We took the kids for an ice cream after church last night. We were in the car and insults like ‘ugly’, ‘hyper-active’, ‘weird’, and ‘dork’ were flying about. Why didn’t I stop them you ask? Because I was the one using half the words, that’s why. Like my friend Kelly says, sarcasm is a love language in our house.
After a speed-round-o’-smack, The Girl yelled out her own slander she’d been working very hard to piece together and it came out like this:
“Oh, yeah! Well y’all are weird, hyper, and ugly-active!!”
She won the cash money.