Mom: "You're an instigator, you know that?"
Me: "He started it!"
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[After my tomboy sister, Madi, started complaining about our hairdresser straightening her hair.]
Me: Don't worry about it, Madi. Your hair is dead skin. Dead skin on top of your head.
Madi: But still! I don't want to kill them more.
Me: Imagine your hairs like zombies. You want to kill them more.
Madi: No I don't!
Me: Okayy.. Well, then- imagine your hairs are vampires. They're the living dead, too. And she just burnt them at the stake.
Madi: That's why hair is so shiny.
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