This is what my 13-year old bought at the school book fair:
The shit that entertains this kid's mind never ceases to amaze me.
But this little thingamabob turned out to be a hit with his brothers as well. On the way home from Open House, Baby Joel starts trippin' and is crying over something.
On the phone and impatient to keep him quiet, I hollered to my helper:
>>"JC! Where's the finger? GIVE HIM THE FINGER!"
>>To which he gladly responds, "Sure. I'll give him the finger."
It must've been that wicked smile on his face - we just started bustin' up. Hell - it's nothin' new. JC likes to be a smartass sometimes, and I just flip him the bird.
And we just start laughing our asses off... Especially if I forget myself and do it at Costco.
