Really?


Little boy runs across the grass to the higest point on my neighbours lawn and looks at me with the biggest smile ever.

I look at him and comment on how high he is.

He responds with this;

“I’m the king of the castle, and you’re the dirty frassle”.

I look at him puzzled and ask him to repeat it.

He does;

“I’m the king of the castle and you’re the dirty frassle”.

I wont correct him.

I don’t mind being a frassle…

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