Halfway across the Hulen Street bridge (which, as Fort Worth residents know, is currently two-lane), PJ announces that one of his friends is "s***ting on this girl."
WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?
He repeated himself.
The third time, he enunciated.
"He is CHEATING on her, Dad."
OH.
I am informed that I am very lucky that they made it across the bridge alive, because it took every ounce of Spouse's concentration not to drive off of the bridge, or veer into oncoming traffic.
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