Sunday, February 08, 2009

Toast is so Five Minutes Ago



Received from Maddie's Father:

"Dear Toast,

I'm calling you out, punk. What's that? No, don't look around -- I'm callin' you a punk, punk. Oh, you talk big: "I make cheeks grow." "Babies like to eat me." But you know what? There's a new homecoming king on campus, and he just kicked your a**. And, oh, yeah -- guess who he had lunch with, today?

That's right, toast. Madeline's over you. She's into waffle, now. Get over yourself, man.

-The Dad"

As they say: ooo, snap! I believe Toast will need to reply with some kind of offer of a duel.

Toast vs. Waffle, The Smackdown


6 comments:

Jania said...

The leopard skin bib. THAT is hot.

SarahHub said...

And you can put lots 'o butter and syrup on waffles. Very good for cheek growing...

chris bray said...

The leopard skin bib, the insouciant curls and tufts in her rakishly undercombed hair, the fuzzy yellow feet-pajamas at noon: that's how my tiny lady rolls, ladies and gentlemen.

chris bray said...

And I'm not putting syrup on those things until we have a janitorial staff and an industrial-strength steam cleaner, dude. My tiny lady can make chaos with three Cheerios and a pea -- I can't even imagine what she'd do with syrup.

Fiona said...

The bib really makes the whole thing.

But I'm with Sarah: no butter, no syrup? You're mean, Dad. What's a clean house compared to Maddie's happiness?

chris bray said...

Maybe she can have syrup out on the front lawn, where we have a garden hose. That's my final offer, dude.