Much to my surprise, Satan and Tater were playing like good siblings do. Tater was calling Satan the normal run of the mill school yard names, like ding dong head. Satan was laughing hysterically and saying, "No, you a ding dong head." This good natured ribbing lasted for just a few minutes. Because Satan quickly tired of the name calling, and screamed at the top of her lungs. "I not a ding dong head. I Satan!" No wonder the neighbors avoid us.
In case your wondering her real name isn't Satan, but she does answers to it.
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