Wednesday, March 16, 2011

98's a Whackjob Sometimes

We stopped by a Dunkin Donuts Saturday morning on the way to bowling.  98 wanted a frosted donut, but all they had were these.

So he turns to me and says, "You know what, Mom, I should complain.  I paid my dollar, I want my sprinkles.

Yeah, 98's a whackjob sometimes.

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