May
10
2010
The Pineapple Dictatorship
My stepson: Are you going to cut the pineapple? If not, I’m going to cut it.
My husband: That’s enough pineapple for one night. We’ll have that one tomorrow.
My stepson: This place is just like a dictorship.
My husband: Yeah. A dictatorship where you can’t eat too whole pineapples in one night.
