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    Even The Bank Of Dad Has Gone Under

    | New Orleans, LA, USA | Family & Kids, Top

    (A dad and his three kids who are all around 7 or 8 years old is my checkout line. He is buying four six packs of tall cans of liquor.)

    Me: “That will be $26.”

    Dad: “Okay.” *pulls money out of his pockets* “Shoot, I only have $20.”

    (He turns to one of his kids.)

    Dad: “Yo, lend me six bucks.”

    Kid: “S***, get your own money!”

    Dad: “Come on, I just need six more dollars.”

    Kid: F*** you.”

    Dad: “Hey, come on! I’ll pay you back when we get home!”

    Kid: *hands him some money and mumbles* “Broke a** motherf***er.”

    One Foto In The Grave

    | Orlando, FL, USA | Family & Kids

    (I am working the photo center of a thrill ride, where people can look at and buy the photo taken of them in their ride car. An older couple comes up and orders their picture.)

    Older lady: “I don’t need a bag. My kids and grandkids are right over there.” *points to a corner of the store*

    Me: “Sure thing. Here’s your printed picture. How does it look?”

    Older lady: *taking the photo* “That’s great! They’re gonna love it when we’re dead!” *walks off*

    Staying (Six Feet) Under The Radar

    | Orono, ME, USA | Family & Kids

    (Note: I work at a college financial aid office, and am speaking with the parents of a student.)

    Parent: “And why do you need my information?”

    Me: “We need the parents’ information for dependent students because they are still technically relying on their parents.”

    Parent: “What if I was dead?”

    Me: “But sir, you’re not dead.”

    Parent: “But what if I was dead? What if I die?”

    Me: “Well, sir, both parents would need to die and you are, in fact, not dead.”

    Parent: *angrily* “Fine, I’ll send the information!” *click*

    Those Mosquitoes Can Bite Me

    | Dewitt, MI, USA | Family & Kids

    (This happened a couple of summers ago. It had been a wet and warm summer, so the mosquitoes had been abnormally bad. So, when a young two-and-a-half-year-old boy come through my lane I tried to make conversation…)

    Me: “Hi there, buddy!”

    Boy: *big smile* “Hi!”

    Me: “Looks like some mosquitoes bit ‘cha.”

    Boy: “Yeah! Here…”

    (He points to a bite on his arm.)

    Boy: “Here…”

    (He points to another bite on the same arm.)

    Boy: “Here…”

    (He points to yet another bite on the same arm.)

    Boy: “And here!”

    (The last bite is on his middle finger, which he shows me by flipping me off.)

    Both the mother and me: *laughing hysterically*

    Momma Likes To Wine And Whine

    | Massachusetts, USA | Family & Kids

    (I am working at a daycare and eating my lunch while the kids are having nap time. One of the kids, a two-year-old girl, has woken up early this day.)

    Child: “[My name] drinking Diet Pepsi?”

    Me: “Yep, I’m drinking a soda.”

    Child: “Daddy drink Diet Pepisi.”

    Me: “Daddy drinks Diet Pepsi?”

    Child: “Yeah.”

    Me: “[Child's name] doesn’t drink Diet Pepsi, right?”

    Child: “No, [child's name] drink juice. Daddy drink Diet Pepsi. Momma drink wine.”

    Me: “Momma drinks wine?”

    Child: “Uh, huh. Momma drink wine. Momma drink a LOT of wine.”

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