After hours and hours of XY Tax Deduction running his mouth and being told repeatedly to be quiet:
Me: “Look. You need to get some imaginary friends and talk to them.”
XY: “I don’t have any.”
Me: “Make some.”
XY: “Well, I did have some, but they ran away.”
Me: “Why?”
XY: “I talked too much.”
That was funny
He’s a funny kid. LOL He just drives me batty sometimes.
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahha!!! I tank I snorted some water out of my nose!