|Bub the Bounty Hunter enjoying a turkey samich.|
|We could have used the helmet for the knee slides.|
So, that became my favorite Bub story for a couple of weeks.
Until, he gave me this jewel earlier this week...
To fully get the value of this story, you should first watch this video Run and Tell That .
No, really. If you haven't seen it, you MUST.
We were at the pharmacy picking up a prescription and the following conversation took place between Bub and the pharmacists.
Bub: "I'm going to a haunted house."
Pharm: "Haunted houses are all just pretend though."
Bub: "Nope, actually my house is haunted. (pause) And you can run and tell that; run and tell that; run and tell that, homeboy."
Pharm: Open mouth stare.
Now, I feel defense of my parenting style may be necessary here.
Yes, my boy did dress up as a convicted felon, but it was only to match his friend who dressed up as a reformed prostitute. Err... What I'm trying to say is that don't judge me based on the fact my son may drop lyrics about "snatchn' yo people up" on you. So, please don't hide your kids. Or hide your wife. Or your husband. Because remember he is a really sweet kid.