Son #3 noticed, this morning, that our jar of peanut butter had a warning label. It contains peanuts, you know.
"I kinda think that if you can't see the GIANT PICTURE OF A PEANUT on the label, the warning isn't going to do you any good."
That boy. He can think.
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ROFL hahahahahahhaha!
That made my day!
And so the next generation prepares to take over for us in our old age, pointing out and being amused by the glaringly obvious.
I have this theory that those of us endlessly amused by a peanut warning on a jar of peanut butter run a slightly less chance of becoming alcoholics. I mean, who needs to consistently alter reality when it's already so ridiculously amusing? But actually I may be way off base, because I do enjoy a good binge now and again...
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