Wednesday, October 15, 2003
Scratching the Twinkie
In exasperation, I offered up a “Maid Marion” costume to my son Devon while hunting for the perfect Halloween outfit.
“Mom. I can’t wear that,“ Devon complained pointedly.
“Why not?“ I asked in faux innocence.
He glared at me then explained, “MOM! Because, I’d be the only Maid Marion scratching my Twinkie.“
D’oh.
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