So, we were talking about Kyle's birthday this Sunday. He's going to be 33, and I'm 35.
Johnny: "So you're 26, right Dad?"
Me: "Yeah, sure. How old am I, kiddo?"
Johnny: "Um, 50?"
Kyle: "You're right, son!"
Oooooooh, guess who's getting coal in HIS stocking. Yep. Both of 'em!
3 years ago