Yesterday, I pick up the kiddo for some long-awaited quality time. In fact, I even got her a surprise.
“Kiddo, guess what! I got you a surprise!”
“Is it a leprechaun?”
What the shit kind of assumption is that? Really? A leprechaun? Not a toy. Not a game. Not candy. But a damn mythical Irish fairy??
What if everyone made widely out of skew assumptions about things?
What’s for dinner?
Pigmy Teeth Soup
Where are you going?
Back in time...to San Antonio
What’s your favorite color?