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Daddysredhead -> RE: I Admit It I........ (1/25/2010 6:29:39 PM)
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I admit that this place is crawling with the ginger-tressed wimminz.
I admit that I was Thing 1's kickboxing target a little bit ago.
I admit that I told him if he kicked me hard, I was going to beat him down with a stick.
I admit that he said, "With the flower stick?"
I admit I asked, "What flower stick?"
I admit that he said, "The one that Grandaddy said was probably something Grammy had to help keep her big plants standing upright when she had flowers at our old house."
I admit that I was confused until he said, "You know, the one that looks like bamboo or something... it was under your bed a long time ago."
I admit that I was temporarily paralyzed when I realized that he meant the bamboo cane that I threw under the bed one time when the Things came home earlier than I expected while I was "tidying up."
He looked at me and said, "Come on, remember... the flower stick? I asked Grandaddy what it was and that's what he told me."
I said, "Um, yes, Grammy's flower stick. I will kill you with the flower stick if you hurt me while you practice kickboxing."
I admit that he smiled and said, "I won't hurt you... and you can leave Grammy's flower stick alone." [8|]
I admit that I am almost as doomed with Thing 1 as with Thing 2.
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