The Five-O
I went home to Southern Maryland this weekend.
I had some interesting conversations with and/or about my little cousins.
This is the conversation I had with my 9 ½ year old cousin, Dante…
CC: “…and that’s why Marla shouldn’t be driving. She doesn’t even have a learner’s permit yet!”
Brian: “Yeah, well, we all know Aunt Lara lets those girls do anything.”
Dante: “I can drive!”
Reese [ignoring Dante]: “Yeah, those girls are a bit wild…”
Dante: “I can drive!!”
CC: “Dante, be quiet! This is a grown cousins’ discussion!”
Dante: “But, I can drive!!”
Reese [rolls eyes]: “Sure you can, Dante…”
Dante: “But, I can drive! Stevie let’s me drive the commuter bus.”
Brian: “Stop lying, Dante.”
Dante: “But, I’m not lying. He did let me drive the commuter bus!”
Brian: “What?”
Reese: “Wait, who is Stevie?”
Brian: “Dante’s mom’s boyfriend. He drives the town commuter bus.”
CC [to Dante]: “And, he let you drive the little commuter bus?”
Dante: “Yeah! That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. I can drive! I drove the bus.”
Reese: “Oh, you mean like you pretended to drive the bus?”
CC: “Or Stevie let you turn the steering wheel, but he really was driving the bus?”
Dante: “No, I drove the bus!!”
Reese: “Wait, wait, wait…you mean you drove the bus? Like, you had your feet on the pedals and you operated the steering wheel?”
Dante: “Yes! I drove the bus!! Stevie was in front of me driving my mom’s car.”
Brian: “Jesus…”
CC: “Holy Crap!”
Dante: “It was sooo cool!!!”
Reese: “I can’t believe…that is absolutely ridiculous!”
Dante: “See? I can drive too. Don’t nobody need a license to drive.”
Reese: “Yes, they do! They do need a license! And no 9 year old…”
Dante: “Nine and a half…”
Reese: “Look, I don’t care if you’re nine and three quarters! No 9 year old should be driving ANY motorized vehicle!”
Dante: “Man, ya’ll don’t know. You’re just old!”
Reese: “Lookie here, Dante! The next time I find out you’re driving, I’m going to call the police. And they are going to make sure that you don’t drive until you’re 35!”
Dante: “SO!?!?! DON’T NOBODY CARE ABOUT THE FIVE-O!!”
Reese: “What?”
CC: “HA!”
Brian: “That’s just sad…”
Dante: “Yeah, I said it. Don’t nobody care about the five-o!!”
Reese: “Look little country boy, I know you are not perpetrating like you’re some little street thug…”
Dante: “I’m hardcore!”
Reese: “You are not hardcore! You’re a little country boy who drives short buses!”
CC: “And you better never drive again, you hear!!!”
Dante: “Man, whatever…”
Brian: “Wow… “don’t nobody care about the five-o.” That’s…amazing…”
Reese: “Absolutely ridiculous!”
CC: “This is going in the blog, isn’t it Reese?”
Reese: “I mean, it just wrote itself…”
© Copyright 2006. All Rights Reserved.
I had some interesting conversations with and/or about my little cousins.
This is the conversation I had with my 9 ½ year old cousin, Dante…
CC: “…and that’s why Marla shouldn’t be driving. She doesn’t even have a learner’s permit yet!”
Brian: “Yeah, well, we all know Aunt Lara lets those girls do anything.”
Dante: “I can drive!”
Reese [ignoring Dante]: “Yeah, those girls are a bit wild…”
Dante: “I can drive!!”
CC: “Dante, be quiet! This is a grown cousins’ discussion!”
Dante: “But, I can drive!!”
Reese [rolls eyes]: “Sure you can, Dante…”
Dante: “But, I can drive! Stevie let’s me drive the commuter bus.”
Brian: “Stop lying, Dante.”
Dante: “But, I’m not lying. He did let me drive the commuter bus!”
Brian: “What?”
Reese: “Wait, who is Stevie?”
Brian: “Dante’s mom’s boyfriend. He drives the town commuter bus.”
CC [to Dante]: “And, he let you drive the little commuter bus?”
Dante: “Yeah! That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. I can drive! I drove the bus.”
Reese: “Oh, you mean like you pretended to drive the bus?”
CC: “Or Stevie let you turn the steering wheel, but he really was driving the bus?”
Dante: “No, I drove the bus!!”
Reese: “Wait, wait, wait…you mean you drove the bus? Like, you had your feet on the pedals and you operated the steering wheel?”
Dante: “Yes! I drove the bus!! Stevie was in front of me driving my mom’s car.”
Brian: “Jesus…”
CC: “Holy Crap!”
Dante: “It was sooo cool!!!”
Reese: “I can’t believe…that is absolutely ridiculous!”
Dante: “See? I can drive too. Don’t nobody need a license to drive.”
Reese: “Yes, they do! They do need a license! And no 9 year old…”
Dante: “Nine and a half…”
Reese: “Look, I don’t care if you’re nine and three quarters! No 9 year old should be driving ANY motorized vehicle!”
Dante: “Man, ya’ll don’t know. You’re just old!”
Reese: “Lookie here, Dante! The next time I find out you’re driving, I’m going to call the police. And they are going to make sure that you don’t drive until you’re 35!”
Dante: “SO!?!?! DON’T NOBODY CARE ABOUT THE FIVE-O!!”
Reese: “What?”
CC: “HA!”
Brian: “That’s just sad…”
Dante: “Yeah, I said it. Don’t nobody care about the five-o!!”
Reese: “Look little country boy, I know you are not perpetrating like you’re some little street thug…”
Dante: “I’m hardcore!”
Reese: “You are not hardcore! You’re a little country boy who drives short buses!”
CC: “And you better never drive again, you hear!!!”
Dante: “Man, whatever…”
Brian: “Wow… “don’t nobody care about the five-o.” That’s…amazing…”
Reese: “Absolutely ridiculous!”
CC: “This is going in the blog, isn’t it Reese?”
Reese: “I mean, it just wrote itself…”
© Copyright 2006. All Rights Reserved.
posted by Reese The Law Girl at 9:06 AM
4 Comments:
You know that old show... "Kids Say the Dardnest Things"?
I would have LOVED to have seen an old episode of that with a 9 year old coming out with "Don’t nobody care about the five-o" Hi-Larious!
"You’re a little country boy who drives short buses!”
Yeah, if he was hardcore he'da popped a cap in your ass for that......which I am totally swiping as my new insult to yell at bad drivers.
man, J.O.A.T (aka jerk of all trades) beat me to it...
Reese: “You are not hardcore! You’re a little country boy who drives short buses!”
This is why I love Reese...
She's like Frangela but one woman :-).
Save the children!
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