Nine-year-old Shea will likely not be a lawyer when she grows up.
Monday, April 17, 2006
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Sometimes, during lunch, I get hungry. Then I eat. Sometimes, during lunch, I get hungry. But not for food. For enlightenment. For that, I also eat. But after that, I intend to write my thoughts on an electric journal which can be read by millions of people and possibly used against me in a court of law. For the Whigs.
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2 comments:
Poor kid! That's really terrible of them. :(
You could look at it that way. Or you could look at it as a good opportunity. The kids now can practice writing cold legal responses to harmless suggestions.
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