Picking you up from school yesterday, a little girl walked up to you as I zipped up your jacket. You turned from me and gave her a big ‘ol hug. Awwww!
As we walked away I asked, “Buddy, who’s that?”
“Dat Em. Dat mine.”
“Oh really? That’s your girlfriend?”
“Ya, dat mine.”
Well, ok then.
I went up to his teacher and said, “I just meet Buddy’s girlfriend, Em.”
“Em? Oh, she’s everybody’s girlfriend. All the boys are sweet on her.”
Is that so?