Kid Speak #6

Count Dooku decided to go shirtless around the house after church today. I didn’t notice for a while until he came and stood by me at the piano. His skin was blotched with purple and the following conversation ensued:

Me: “Your skin is blotched with cold. Go get a shirt on, buddy.”

Count Dooku: ” But I’m not cold!”

Me: “Yes you are. Your skin says it all.”

Count Dooku: “I don’t hear it.”

Then pointing to his tummy, “Look, it doesn’t have any mouths!”

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November 25, 2007 | Filed Under Kids | 12 Comments