Friends Are For Chewing Up and Spitting Out
Here`s Little Son, singing to himself, a song he learned at school:
"Make new friends, and keep the old -- one is silver and the other`s SKOAL!"
"The other`s GOLD," I corrected.
"No, the teacher said the other`s SKOAL!"
Whatever are they teaching him at that preschool? And to think all this time I was taken in by their "no refined sugar" policy....
"Make new friends, and keep the old -- one is silver and the other`s SKOAL!"
"The other`s GOLD," I corrected.
"No, the teacher said the other`s SKOAL!"
Whatever are they teaching him at that preschool? And to think all this time I was taken in by their "no refined sugar" policy....
posted by L. at 9:09 AM
4 Comments:
Are you trying to say that my old friends aren't infused with smooth and mellow smokey flavor?
That is so funny. I remember when the girls used to mangle words (and sometimes still do).
LOL! I love how he is insisting that he's got it right!
You misheard him. He was saying "the other's COAL", as in something to burn when you want to keep warm.
- Phlebas
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