Friday, January 7, 2011
It was a young couple with a 2 year old sandwiched in between. The flight attendant had stopped to talk to the family and pinned a shiny pair of wings on the youngster's shirt.
"What a handsome young man!" the flight attended gushed over the little boy. He looked down ... embarrassed by the attention.
The mom chimed in, "Say thank you to the nice lady."
"That's okay, " the flight attendant said. "It was my pleasure. Hey ... wanna play a game?"
The little boy looked up, smiled and nodded enthusiastically.
"Okay ... I will try to guess your name in three tries and then you can try to guess mine. Okay?"
"Okay ... here goes ... is it Harold?"
"No? Well maybe .... um ... Billy?"
"Hmmmm ... could it be ... Johnny?"
He looked surprised. "No .... but .... (he pointed to his lap) my PEE PEE'S name is Johnny!"
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