Saturday, Suzi was playing with her doll in the van when she inexplicably put the doll's nose and part of her face in her mouth. After slobbering on her a bit, she pulled the doll back at arm's length and looked sadly into her wet eyes. "Aww, cry baby?" she said. "I shorry." Then she gave the doll a hug and patted her on the back.
And a little public service announcement: If you are one of those inconsiderate people who spit your gum out anywhere in public, please get a clue and find a trash can! Today on my way into work I slipped on the very shiny floor in the lobby and could have seriously hurt myself. Luckily, I think I will just have black and blue knees for a few days. When we looked to see what I slipped on, it was a piece of gum that probably stuck to my shoe from the sidewalk on my way in. Gum + slight dampness = SLICK. It's a good thing it wasn't an elderly person or one of the very pregnant women who are so frequently walking through here. So the moral of the story is: If you are too lazy to walk to a trash can, just save yourself the trouble and BUY MINTS, you jerk.
Have a nice day!