An Ode to Victory
I just creamed my Dad at our bet. Therefore, I am the victor, and Dad is the loser, meaning that Dad has to buy me a root beer float sometime. And if he doesn't, I will chew him out. Dad was destroyed, like a scrap heap.
2 Comments:
At 11:30 AM , Mr. D said...
Ben,
Congratulations for your big win. Glad to see you aren't rubbing it in too much....
At 8:50 AM , Mr. D said...
iloveyou!
Maria
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