Slap me with a splintered ruler...

I just liked that line…

Carry on and ignore…

Don’t tease me like that, you saucy vixen.

Yeah, RIGHT!! You got my attention…go on, I’m waiting…

A nun once shattered a plastic ruler over my knuckles, if that’s of any interest.

So Lola which was it, listening to Alannis Morissette, or hanging out with a bunch of nuns?
And speaking of rulers…
The Skeezling spotted a bin of back to school clearance stuff whilst we were at the gorcery store tonight, and found a pink plastic ruler she just had to have. When I asked her why she needed it, she told me she needed to measure how tall I was.

When told that she could have the ruler, she told me to lie down on the floor (right there in the store) so she could measure me.

Two year old logic and prioritization are so entertaining.

[sub]Especially considering she can’t quite keep her numbers straight, yet.[/sub]

No splintered rulers available, but I’ll shoot you in the butt with a box of tacks if that’s what it takes to get you started.

sigh Alright then… bend over…