My latest conversation with my three-year-old roommate goes as follows: (read into it what you will.) I'll call the tot M.
M: (as I'm leaving for my second job of the day) J, I'm going outside! (waves shoe in general direction of my face)
Me: Oh really! That sounds fun!
M: Wanna come with me?
Me: I'd love to, but I have to go to work.
M: Again?!?!
Me: Ha! Yeah, again. Unfortunately.
M: Why???
Me: Because I'm broke. You'll understand when you're a bit older.
M: Why you broke?
Me: Ha! Because I do National Service for a living.
M: Oh! That's why you're broke!
Me: Oh M, you are so wise beyond you're years sista! Wise beyond you're years kid!
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