• Pepperkat
    Sunday, November 27th, 2005 at 08:40 | #1

    Solonor: “Just nyaaauhhh over there,”
    Me: “What?”
    Solonor: “nyaauhhh over there, by that truck.”
    Me: “Uhh, okay” *pulls in by the truck*
    Solonor: “No! Nyaaauhhh!”
    Me: “WHAT DOES THAT MEAN!?”

    He wanted me to pull up by the sidewalk behind the truck. Instead of telling me that, he made wierd noises. Now, who is worse? HMMMMMM?

  • Sunday, November 27th, 2005 at 09:23 | #2

    Solonor, you have my deepest sympathy! Teaching my two daughters to drive was a living h-e-double-l. For all of us.

    Good luck, Pepperkat lol

  • Sunday, November 27th, 2005 at 10:22 | #3

    I knew that hooking up with Deputy, who ‘joy-rided’ his mother’s car at the age of 10, and then became a police officer with ‘driving skills’ his speciality would come in handy. I’m not teaching the kids to drive!

  • Sunday, November 27th, 2005 at 10:25 | #4

    I only want to know which roads she’s on and the color of the car – you ARE going to paint it warning yellow, right?

    ;> No fear Pepperkat — one day, you too will be terrorized. It’s the Mother’s Curse.

  • Ric The Schmuck
    Sunday, November 27th, 2005 at 21:36 | #5

    The funny part is I’m sure there are plenty of other terribly funny things that were said that these two haven’t shared.

    Good luck, both of you. I expect you’ll both survive. (If anyone truly survives driving in Central Florida. Crazy place, your highways….)

  • Monday, November 28th, 2005 at 09:53 | #6

    haha i think your daughter has got a point 😉

    but seriously, you’re pretty brave. my parents refused to teach any of us kids how to drive, or to get in the car with us after we were licensed.

  • Monday, November 28th, 2005 at 19:30 | #7

    Eeek!

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