Yep… Definitely My Kid

The Spawn wandered in here a few minutes ago, and because I’m always happy to have my grading interrupted, we struck up a conversation. Somehow the subject of carnies came up, and after I mentioned the excitement of being strapped into a ride by a guy with nine teeth, seven fingers, and the reek of stale bourbon, she said “That’s why I don’t go to the county fair. One of these days, a ride will just blow up. But then we’ll finally know who the next high school yearbook will be dedicated to.”

About profmondo

Dad, husband, mostly free individual, medievalist, writer, and drummer. "Gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche."
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