So JT returns from his weekly 5 hour visit to Lisa's (which I privately call her glorified babysitting duties because, well, that's exactly what it is) and he announces to me that, "Mommy has a pitchfork."
And she confirms it, "Yes, there is a red devel pitchfork at my house."
Okay, so I guess I am supposed to assume that it's from some sort of Halloween costume. Or whatever.
But frankly, now that I know she's actually the devil, this explains nearly everything.
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You're not TALKING to the devil, are you?
Now I've got Charlie Daniels' "The Devil Went Down to Georgia" song stuck in my head!
Yet another mystery solved.
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