lunch date

I have a standing twelve o'clock engagement with a handsome lil'man at a very popular restaurant called Mama's kitchen.  Sometimes we discuss current events such as whether ninjas are stronger than power rangers or whether the Diesel's from Thomas the Train are sorry for being so mean to everyone.

We acknowledge that our oranges are in dire need of Mater's towing assistance as they hang precariously off the table, just about every single day.

Occasionally I get to be entertained by a game or a song

Such as, "I'm a little apple tree.  How many apples can you shake from me?" At this point I have to pick one apple off of his tree.

and, "I'm a little dewivry twuck!  How many packages can you shake from me?"

And you guessed it.  I have to pretend to remove two packages from his booty.

Oh, man.  Sometimes I don't realize how ridiculous my days are until I actually talk about them out loud.