Daughts went to a pool party last weekend.
The water was heated to 90 degrees so she didn’t have to pull a Baggarley boy and swim in the freezing cold just because she is half English!
The party thrower was a little light in the loafers.
It is a culture; he has a Facebook page called The Gays of My Life…
Daughts texted me when she got there,
“Lots of gays!”
I textponded with, “Claro!”
“What did you expect? Claro is Spanish for ‘duh!'”
She uses the English word, “clearly,” when I state the obvious. I thought it would be self explanatory, but she was swimming!
“Oh well, I didn’t take Spanish in school. My Mum, she homeschooled me and made me do Latin …like I’d ever use Latin in life!!!!”
I wracked my brains for something Latin she’d know ‘in life!’
“Et tu Brute?” I textwered, “meaning ‘ you’re kidding me…?'”
“Thanks! Lol” she said.
“Etc, etc, etc… more of the same, as in yadda, yadda, yadda!”
Ah, once a homeschooler always a homeschooler!