Me: "Now that I've finally gotten my pistol permit, I need to get a gun! I need you to go with me to help me pick it out."
Mom: "You probably need one like mine, a (some number I can't remember.)"
Me: "I wonder if they come in different colors, like pink. Or red. That would be cute! A pink gun!
Mom: "Guns don't come in cute, they come in deadly!"
Monday, December 8, 2008
Morning talks with my mother
Posted by Allison at 12:04 PM
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Oh my...How I love this blog! That so sounds like something the two of you would talk about. I can picture you in your jail bird outfit and her in her Dorthy! Hahaha :)
Only you would want a "pink" gun...I may just have to buy you one for Christmas.... I can't believe that you actually thought that guns came in different colors.....Come on Al....I know you are smarter than that... You may can get your dad to order you a special one in the color that you want....I'm still laughing at you...."DEADLY" (your new nickname)
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