This weekend, begoggled and spluttering in the pool, Ian shouted, ‘Look out! It’s a horrendous storm!’

I dragged him from the water, found a naughty step, and explained that ‘life around here’s gonna get pretty rough if you don’t start getting your indefinite articles straight’.

He also went to bed early, without dessert.

2 Responses

  1. Blens
    Blens at | | Reply

    Ha ha me toooooo

  2. Daniel
    Daniel at | | Reply

    I don’t quite get it either.

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