The Cross-Dressing Racecar
Son: “Where’s my cuppy? Where’s my cuppy? Where. Is. My. Cuppy?!”
Me: “It’s right over here, Buddy. See? It has Lightning McQueen on it.”
Son: (beside himself) “No, not THAT one! I don’t LIKE Lightning The Queen!”
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Thanks. Too bad my son didn’t.
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If he doesn’t like lighting the queen he may not want to work on Broadway. I hear Nathan Lane has specific requirements to help keep him looking good on stage.
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Well, if that means he’ll never work on Broadway, I guess I can be okay with that. :)
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Haha! What’s funny my son called Lightning McQueen the exact same thing!
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Oh, really? That’s funny. I’m not sure what was up with my son that day. He loves Cars, and even says it correctly most of the time (“McQueen”). I have a feeling that on that particular day, no cup had any chance of meeting his standards. :)
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haha LOl
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Thanks!
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