My girlfriend isn’t real and, um, may be dead
Valentine’s Day is not one of my favourite holidays. In honour of my dislike of the Hallmark holiday I do an “Anti-Valentine’s Day” post every year on the day. But this year it’s not so much an anti-Valentine post as an abnormal-Valentine post.
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The Midgley boys in Madagascar are a constant source of hilarious quotes, two of which are perfect for today.
Heard around the dining room table yesterday:
8-year-old Reece: Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day!
Dad: Do you know what it’s all about? It’s about secret admirers. Do any of you secretly admire anyone?
6-year-old Evan: I admire jelly!
Almost-12-year-old Justin: No! You admire Bibi!
Mom: Who’s Bibi?!?
Reece: She’s Evan’s girlfriend who lives in the mirror in our old house in South Africa!
Evan: But she’s probably dead now because I had to take all her stuff when we moved to Madagascar.
And all of this was said with straight faces, as if it was the most normal conversation in the world. A bit later:
Mom: What would you give to a girl you love for Valentine’s Day?
Evan: I would give her a necklace or something.
Justin: Yes, except the necklace would probably be made of macaroni … or something!
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Then we have little Luke, who I’ve written about here before.
“I want to marry Ava because she has nice smelly hair … Actually, maybe I’ll marry Junior, a girl I know, who has purple eyes…” Chilling stuff!
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Now if only that was an abnormally abnormal conversation around our dining room table!
Your dining room table is one of the funniest places I know!
Great photos. The one of Evan made me laugh.
I always wanted to marry Seven Of Nine.
Sigh, Evan really would’ve loved Bibi, enough to take all her stuff!
He made this poem:
Evan and Bibi, sitting on a bench
Doing some foul stench