From The Mouths Of Babes

I got dragged to a picnic tonight for the local Jewish community (believe it or not, with over 200 people there), and I was sick of getting asked when I was going to law or medical school.

So when the 5 year old granddaughter of one of the participants came up and asked me, “Wanna go see the horsies?” I gratefully obliged.

While out seeing the horsies, I asked where she was from. I thought she said Claremont, so I said, “Oh, how do you like living in California?”

She turned to me with a look of great indignation on her little face, and said in the most offended voice a five-year-old can muster:

“I don’t live in California! I live in America!”

It took every ounce of effort I could muster to not fall over from laughing so hard.

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