Miss-Miss: Mama, my feet are tired!
Me: They are? Well, my feet are tired, too!
Miss-Miss: And my legs are tired!
Me: Really? Well, my hands are tired!
Bubba: My head is tired!
Me: My eyeballs are tired!
J-man: Eye-baw! Eye-baw!
Miss-Miss: My fingers are tired!
Bubba: My fingers tired, too!
Me: Mumbling. Oh yeah? Well, my vagina is tired!
Who Am I?
- Coal Miner's Granddaughter
- I am the 40-ish granddaughter of Frank (see header), a fiddle-playing coal miner from West Virginia. I was born and raised in said state and have lived in Georgia since 1994. I have a wonderful husband, three beautiful kids, one cranky cat, and one anxiety-ridden dog.
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6 comments:
LOL.
Still in the thick if it over there, huh? You need to get out more;)
OMG. That is priceless. Just wait 'til the kids go to preschool and repeat that. They have hearing like bats, I tell ya. BTW--Do you think that Duggers lady has ever said that? LOL
I think you need a Starbucks vente cafe mocha. With whip.
((Hugs))
At least you mumbled it!
My vag gets tired, too.
I'm in Atlanta. I will have to add you to my Google reader. Other GA bloggers are good to find, you know, in case I ever get lost online and need to ask a local for directions.
Is it tired in a good way? No. Probably not.
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