The conversation while driving back from the grandparents' house this Easter Sunday:
J-man: Mama! Hold me!
Me: I can't, honey, we're in the car. Mama and Papa would go to jail if I held you and you would have to go live with another family.
Ty-man: And Mama and Papa would have to sleep on hard concrete beds.
Me: And there's no conjugal visits in prison.
Ty-man: Yeah, and those concrete beds would hurt Papa's back.
Me: No chiropractors in prison.
Ty-man: Nope.
Me: Except for that murderer rapist you meet in the shower stall.
Ty-man: "Drop that soap and I'll take care of that L5 vertebra for ya!"
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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8 comments:
J-man: "Mama? What is conjugal?"
TG my husband and I aren't the only ones who have conversations like this. ; )
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
LOL.
So, J-man's response?
Which is why I love the two of you!!!
Too much!
Remember no Tempur-pedic's in prison either!
Giggle.
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