Six year olds are dumbs.

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Sometimes I feel so freaking old. Like at work yesterday, a six-year-old asked me if I had any SONS. And I was like, uh, no, I don't have any sons...And then he asked me if I had a husband. I told him I wasn't as old as he thought I was but that didn't seem to phase him. And I totally weirded him out by playing handball with him and telling him I used to play handball when I was six. He probably envisioned me playing on a volcano amongst dinosaurs or something. But whatever! I'll have my revenge. In fourteen years he'll be talking to a six-year-old and realize the error of his ways. That day will be a sweet, sweet victory. Like I'm sure yesterday was to whatever twenty-year-old talked to me when I was six. Haha, everyone gets old and dies someday!

Okay...I think that's all. Except it's the first day of Kwanzaa! Habari gani!