The Davester...
While David was waiting for the bus this morning, he was climbing up a hill, on his knees, and sliding down on his sled and wiping out. After the fourth time, I told him that maybe that wasn't such a good idea as his pants were getting wet. To this motherly concern he replied,
"I suppose I should have snowpants on. But, Mom, I'm a man. And a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do."
Okay then. I'm not getting in the way of his manhood.
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If a man's gotta have wet pants, then so be it.
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