Boys Start Early These Days...
How was your day? Mine was the usual cleaning, washing, sweeping, putting clothes away, checking out blogs, taking care of dogs; oh! and the Revenue Office.
It was time to renew my tags. I thought I'd beat the crowd by going today instead of waiting until Friday or Tuesday. Well everybody had the same idea as me because it was full--only one employee working--the wait was on!
I sat down to wait my turn and instantly made friends with the cutest little boy--he was probably between 2 and 3 years old. His smile was precious--he had a dimple on both cheeks. He clenched a brochure on boats in his hand and never let go of it--he loved boats! He had been waiting since 7 in the morning to go fishing--it was now 2 in the afternoon. I'm sure his patience was wearing thin, but he was surprisingly taking it rather well.
He told me a story that involved boats--actually that's the only word I understood, but I pretended to understand completely--even adding to his story--he liked that. His grandmother told me that his favorite part of fishing was playing with the fish in the boat after they caught them. He would play with them until they died. If they didn't watch him really close, he would throw the fish back into the water--that meant no fish for supper...
During our wait me and the cute little boy became more and more comfortable with each other--undoubtedly too comfortable. This sweet little innocent baby reached for my boob and made contact--this was his intention. The next reach was not for contact, but rather to grab it--he was successful!! He was grinning from ear to ear--just like a damn man--and I was anticipating his next move. I had everything under control. I took his hands in mine and restarted the boat story--his weapons (his hands) were in mine so the embarrassment was over, right? HELL NO!!
His mother drew attention to the whole incident by getting on to him and threatening to spank him. He had already forgotten all about it until she reminded him of my boobs again. Well here he came; straight for them. This was not the first time this cute little boy had "felt up" the opposite sex. Another grab--damn! (thinking) Please keep your mouth shut cute little boy's mom--didn't happen--got on to him again. Everyone in the Revenue Office witnessed me getting sexually harrassed by a toddler--I was mortified!
Finally, the cute little boy's mom got her car tags and off they went fishing. I think I'll mail my renewal in next year--I'm not fond of being groped; especially by a toddler.
Titties and Beer--Jeff Foxworthy
It was time to renew my tags. I thought I'd beat the crowd by going today instead of waiting until Friday or Tuesday. Well everybody had the same idea as me because it was full--only one employee working--the wait was on!
I sat down to wait my turn and instantly made friends with the cutest little boy--he was probably between 2 and 3 years old. His smile was precious--he had a dimple on both cheeks. He clenched a brochure on boats in his hand and never let go of it--he loved boats! He had been waiting since 7 in the morning to go fishing--it was now 2 in the afternoon. I'm sure his patience was wearing thin, but he was surprisingly taking it rather well.
He told me a story that involved boats--actually that's the only word I understood, but I pretended to understand completely--even adding to his story--he liked that. His grandmother told me that his favorite part of fishing was playing with the fish in the boat after they caught them. He would play with them until they died. If they didn't watch him really close, he would throw the fish back into the water--that meant no fish for supper...
During our wait me and the cute little boy became more and more comfortable with each other--undoubtedly too comfortable. This sweet little innocent baby reached for my boob and made contact--this was his intention. The next reach was not for contact, but rather to grab it--he was successful!! He was grinning from ear to ear--just like a damn man--and I was anticipating his next move. I had everything under control. I took his hands in mine and restarted the boat story--his weapons (his hands) were in mine so the embarrassment was over, right? HELL NO!!
His mother drew attention to the whole incident by getting on to him and threatening to spank him. He had already forgotten all about it until she reminded him of my boobs again. Well here he came; straight for them. This was not the first time this cute little boy had "felt up" the opposite sex. Another grab--damn! (thinking) Please keep your mouth shut cute little boy's mom--didn't happen--got on to him again. Everyone in the Revenue Office witnessed me getting sexually harrassed by a toddler--I was mortified!
Finally, the cute little boy's mom got her car tags and off they went fishing. I think I'll mail my renewal in next year--I'm not fond of being groped; especially by a toddler.
Titties and Beer--Jeff Foxworthy
posted by Gaye at 7:49 PM
9 Comments:
I guess they do start 'em out early these days!
But, those boobie things are fascinating to us male-gendered entities! We interact with them our entire life!!
Sustenance and fun our whole lives through!
OMG that is so funny!
Ginger--funny now--embarrassing then! Doing the book post tonight...
Brad--I guess I understand the fascination--it's kinda like the fine butt thing girls have about guys. Oh Yeah!!!!
Wow...that's all I can say. LOL
I guess that's proof that they come out of the womb with their mentalities. Jeezzz, no wonder my feeble attempts to train them have failed...:(
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
i hope you were wearing a bra!!! :-)
RC--they're totally untrainable!!
Heidi--thanks for reading and enjoying. I love it when a new name pops up on my comments!!
dancing barefoot--yes! I was wearing a bra--my magnificent wonderbra in fact--little cute boy must like wonderbras too!
BWAHAHA!! Yep, I think boobs could possibly rule all men!!
HAAAAAAAA! :) At least you had on a bra!! :)
That is too funny. You never know what kids are going to do.
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