mike came back from picking up pizza and i was serving the kiddos their's when a conversation started.
it went something like this:
mike: "the son working there had green hair".
me: nothing, but a sideways glance at him.
mike: "but then again, he was wearing a shirt that had green day on it, so i don't know".
me: i look over at mike and start to laugh. i then said "where's a pen & paper? i gotta write this down".
you see, mike couldn't tell ya who green day was if his life depended on it. that is just not his cup of (green) tea ;)
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