It’s been awhile, but I had to relate these two Ellen stories. Remember, Ellen is 11 at the moment…
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Kim and I are in the kitchen last night. Ellen decided it was time to ask random questions, so here’s our exchange:
E: Who is your worst enemy?
K: Time.
E: Ok, but can you give me a TANGIBLE worst enemy, please?
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Same night, at the dinner table. We’re talking about failblog.org posts we find funny:
E: I like the ones where there is juxtaposition.
P: Uh…do you know what juxtaposition means?
E: It’s where two things end up next to each other in a way they aren’t normally.
P: That’s close enough.