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Sunday, June 01, 2008

the tiger of columbia

Last weekend, I went to my nephew's graduation from kindergarten--kind of a strange thing in itself to this particular avowed non-parent--wherein every child stood at a mic and announced what s/he wanted to be when s/he grew up: there were many astronauts, veterinarians, a few soldiers, dentists, and spa-girls(?), but the best, and only reason for this post at all is (and I will enbiggen this response for emphasis):

When I grow up I want to be a tiger.

Fucking hell, me too.

5 comments:

saudade said...

I already am.

Rowr!

Mark said...

I want to be Tawky Tawny when I grow up (there's a story there but I won't bore you with it).

saudade said...

Oh come on! You can't dangle that in front of us and pretend we'll be bored!

Trevor said...

I'm with Saudade on that one, Mark...Tawky Tawny? Give it up, now!

Mark said...

It's boring due to the sheer amount of name-dropping I do in it.