Basketball Mom: Sure, we can bring drinks to the game this Saturday.
Basketball Playing Daughter: We can bring Gatorade!
BBall Mom: Um, we’ll bring something.
BBall Daughter: Yeah, cause we don’t have nothin’!
BBall Mom: [nervous laughter] Yeah, we need to go shopping.
BBall Daughter: We got beer!
Coach Jeff: Well [shrugs] depending on how the game goes . . .
you have beer in your fridge, don’t try to hide it.
and speaking of flicker…my daddy is here and you’re NOT. what’s wrong with this picture?
Oh, this would so be me. So, SO be me. Sigh.