After lesson, bought Kambing Soup for Dad while I waited for him to pick me up. (Kambing Soup is mutton soup, indian style.) As we were entering the house Dad turned to me and mumbled (he was very tired), "Later bake the rat."
Me: WHAT?!
Dad: Bake the raaaaattt....
Me: Whaaaattt???!?!?!?!??!
Dad: The rat the rat, bake the rat.
Me:.... you mean bread.
Dad: Ya la, I said bread what.
Me: No, it sounded like rat.
Dad: No ah, I said bread.
Me: No, bread is brrrrrrrrrrr-ead.
BRRRRR!
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- 純情ノワ:: Welcome to Whimsical Days, Ginny's blog.
Ginny is always trying to live life with life because she thinks life is too short to mope about. She blogs about random encounters, the mis-adventures of her piano students and their parents and the funny things her family members do.
Sit back, read with an open mind and heart and enjoy yourself. Or, if you want to, head on over to atimelyspace to read about three random mistresses and their mis-adventures.
Working as a Piano Teacher, teaching @ Pianoforte and private
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