Tuesday, January 05, 2010

ALL F WORDS WERE NOT CREATED EQUAL

"Come rest ye filthy gentlemen," she reads from her library book, Eloise at Christmatime, this afternoon.

"Wha?!?" says Mommy. "What kind of gentlemen?"

"Filthy," she repeats. "It's filthy."

"Um...maybe we should sound that one out?" she suggests.

"Fil...thy," she confirms.

"Hmm...can I get a spelling on that?" Mommy asks.

"F-a-i-t-h-f-u-l," she recites. "Filthy."

[Oh, baby...no.]
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tracer123 said...

Classic.

sonia said...

Awesome. Thanks for the laugh.