My daughter to me while we were eating dinner:
"Dad, you know what was really frustrating today? Okay, so I went to lunch and they were out of hot dogs, which is what I wanted. All they had was salad, which I didn't want because it doesn't fill me up, PB&J, which is what I got because that was the best choice left, cheese quesadillas, which I hate, and teriyaki beef-dippers, which I didn't want because they bounce. . ."
I can't remember the rest of her paragraph. I was stuck on the teriyaki beef-dippers that bounce. I have to agree with her, though. Yuck!
"Dad, you know what was really frustrating today? Okay, so I went to lunch and they were out of hot dogs, which is what I wanted. All they had was salad, which I didn't want because it doesn't fill me up, PB&J, which is what I got because that was the best choice left, cheese quesadillas, which I hate, and teriyaki beef-dippers, which I didn't want because they bounce. . ."
I can't remember the rest of her paragraph. I was stuck on the teriyaki beef-dippers that bounce. I have to agree with her, though. Yuck!
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