Monday, July 19, 2010

I speak like a grandma...

Background: I have an odd habit of using century old phrases like, 'Mercy me!' and 'Oh happy day!' and "Sweet Baby Moses!' among other ones.

Scene: Davy was eating lunch and noticed a crumb on the table next to him. He leaned down, tilted his head and inspected it carefully. He opened his round little mouth and blew. The crumb moved. He blew more. It moved more. He puffed out his substantial cheeks and blew harder. The crumb sailed off the table.

Davy clutched his chest in delight and exclaimed, "MERCY! OH HAPPY DAY!"

Gotta learn some 21st century vernacular.

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