Me: Were the girls okay?
Will: Well, we had fun. But (with the tone of someone imparting bad, weird news) Wren called me her bitch.
Me: What? She did what?
Will: She said I was her bitch. Her "swinging bitch"?
Chase: Wren, is Uncle Will your bench? Like the swinging bench at Grandad's house?
Wren: Yeah! He's my swinging bitch!
3 comments:
so hilarious
sounds about right.
You should probably google "swinging bitch" and show her what that really means. It's never too early to be assaulted by the internet.
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