A few moments ago I was in the break-room rooting around in the refrigerator, when a co-worker came in and said to me "Hey, what's that tattoo you've got on your lower back?"
I stood up quicky, tugging my shirt down over my hips. "What tattoo?"
"I'm pretty sure I saw some ink back there."
Sheepishly, and because she is also a friend, I lifted my shirt to reveal the, uh, artwork my daughter gave me a couple of nights ago.
"KICK ME", it says, in permanent marker.
Little shit told me she was going to draw a flower or butterfly or something pretty.
I knew I should have raised German Shepherds.
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OMG Now you KNOW you cannot trust the little bugger ! What a devious sense of humor she has-----I just wonder where she got that !????????
I hear it skips a generation.
What goes around comes around...
Nuff said.
yeah, she musta got it from her Grampa Bill.
ok, i totally thought you knew that when i was laughing the other day... now i'm laughing even harder!
Laura, I knew what it said; I pointed it out to YOU, fool. But I didn't expect other people to see it!!! It wasn't for public viewing! :)
Now THAT'S funny!
I think we need a photo!
I just wanna know what kinda SAP lets a kid draw on them in permanent marker? Flower or not! It's not like you can't SMELL those markers.
Let's hope that 'high level nerd mentality' skips a generation!
Yer such a dork, Kate!
I just love you!
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