conversation between me and the rec-league rugby coach’s ~5 yr old son who stopped me on my run:
kid: wanna see me unlock them?
me: what’s that?
kid: *holds up two broken chain-link fence hooks hooked together*
me: sure.
kid: *pulls them apart*
me: *feigning surprise* ain’t that something.
kid: why are you running?
me(about to say to get hot): to get... fast.
kid: why?
me: so i can be faster than the people i race.
kid: *points to bird* is that an owl?
me: i think it’s a bird.
kid: aren’t owls birds?
me: good point. catch you later, little dude.
kid: alright. see ya.
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