Next time I fly I expect to be on the government's "watch" list or "no fly" list (yes, such a scary profile does exist in America, for our own protection from terrorists of course). The reason why is that my name has been changed to a very terrorist profile sounding "Mah-Kumheer Ahneed".
Mah-kumheer Ahneed is not my given name. It's something that has evolved over time. However, my feeling is that there are LOTS of Mah-Kumheer Ahneeds and to single me out would just be unfair. Here's how the name evolved...
Daughter: Maaaaaaaaaawm!
Mom: What?
Daughter: Come heeeeere. I need you!
Mom: What? What do you need?
Daugher: Come here, please...
Mom: What do you need?
Daughter: I need to show you something.
Mom: Well, bring it to me. I'm busy in the kitchen.
Daughter: I can't bring it to you. You have to come here. Mom, I need you.
Mom: Well, it will have to wait. I'm up to my elbows in cleaning out the frige at the moment.
Daughter: Puh-lllleeeeeezzzzz come here? It can't wait.
Mom: Tell me what it is you need?
Daughter: Mah-Kumeer Ahneed you!
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2 comments:
ROFLMAO!! I heard D saying this!! It's so true!!
lol!
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