Sunday, July 09, 2006
Back at the laundromat
A father comes in with his son, who looks about 6 year old. He drops off one bag of laundry and picks up another. Dad has dirty blonde spiky hair, tattoos on his arms and a well cultivated beer belly. Son is short and stocky, with spiky reddish blonde hair. As they are leaving, he says: “Dad, I can burp as many times as I want to.” “Well, that’s some talent!” “How many times in a row can you burp?” Now their backs are to me. I hear dad do one. Moments later, he says: “5.” I then count 5 from the son by the time the reach the door, his little body moving with the effort. Ah! Father and son bonding!
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