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Overheard at the zoo on Friday, while we were walking past the the zebra habitat, spoken by a heat-flushed eight-year-old, with all the righteous indignation possible for a person of such short stature to muster:
"Mom! How come the zebras can kick the dirt and I can't?"
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Comments (2)
Seems like a legitimate question to me, so what was the answer. I'm curious too because I've really been wanting to kick some dirt, but my mom told me not too as well. If there's no logical answer then I'm kicking some dirt!!
Thanks for the great, entertaining entries.
Posted by Gwyn | August 9, 2005 9:58 AM
Posted on August 9, 2005 09:58
Haley, this reminds me, I have been meaning to tell you about this hillarious (albiet demented) blog:
www.overheardinnewyork.com
It takes the art of eavesdropping on public displays of hillarious conversation to a new level. WARNING: Not filtered! Often crude! Always sidesplitting!
Posted by Leigh | August 13, 2005 7:59 AM
Posted on August 13, 2005 07:59