Joshua and I have an old desktop that we have not been using for over three years now, and time has come to chase out the spideys that now call it home and put the machine to better use. We are donating it to Salvation Army, which will in turn give it to some poor village somewhere in the world.
So for the whole evening today, Joshua have been busy clearing the desktop - retrieving and deleting files.
Good idea. We wouldn't want some kid in, say, remote Laos turning on the desktop and chancing upon raunchy mpegs of blonde buxom bombshells playing giddy-up on broad-chested Hispanic males. That would completely ruin their mind.
Or seeing my extensive photo collection of food, glorious food. That would make them such miserable souls, for all they have are boiled roots or some unappetising grub to fill their stomachs.
At the same time, Monique and her husband packed bags of unwanted clothes and soft toys for the donation. Unfortunately, dad-in-law spotted a cap in the stash, announced that it is still so new and decided to keep it for himself.
The next thing we know, mum-in-law joined in and the old folks starting digging their way through the bags for more treasures.
Out of frustration, Joshua hollered, "Can both of you stop that? Give those poor children a chance to wear a cap! They probably never had a chance to wear a cap, or even know what a cap is!"
I know that it is probably true, but I just can't help seeing the hilarity in what Joshua said.
Shit, I should learn not to laugh at every darned thing.
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