I am on the road once again this week, thus, as I normally do when traveling, I revisit a Sundays are for Sebastian from a couple of years ago….
Sebastian is my seven-year old and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people.
We had to go out to the mall today and decided to eat lunch while we were out there. We had decided on Shake Shack when we passed by Joe’s Crab Shack.
Me: “How about Joe’s Crab Shack? We have never eaten there. Anyone want to try it?”
Seba: “The food probably tastes like crap. Ha ha, get it?”
After a long pause, Nathan chimed in….
Nathan: “You know he said crab, right? With a “B”?”
Seba: “Oh. OK, never mind. It might be good.”
the drunken cyclist 