Thursday, June 26, 2008

Bettin' type of gal

My Love is back to herself, she was barking orders to her diva sister so I called her in to explain to her that was not right.
As I was holding her her father said to her, 'you are not the boss.'
My Love's reply - yes I am.
Her father - you want to bet?
My Love - YES
Her father - How much do you want to bet?
My Love - a quarter
We looked in amazement, I had no clue she would give an appropriate. We couldn't help but to laugh. I have to say I think she won this round because it went no further.

6 comments:

Keeper Of All Things said...

LOL.....I'd still would have taken the bet and the quarter!!!!

Keeper Of All Things said...

Oh yea thats why all the nieces cry around me!!!!!
I don't care I win and I'm up a quater!!
Notice how I focus on the important shit
LMAO

Keeper Of All Things said...

Oh yea thats why all the nieces cry around me!!!!!
I don't care I win and I'm up a quater!!
Notice how I focus on the important shit
LMAO

Keeper Of All Things said...

OK Shit I seem to be hearing a echo or is it that damn voice repeating everything i say?!!LOL

Big Hair Envy said...

Why can't she be the boss? heehee!

Sue said...

Smart woman- starting her bets low.