Me, My Self, and I

Monday, April 26, 2010

Milky BERB

Two second grade girls have a chit-chat while enjoying their lunch during second break time.
“Hey! There is no restaurant around here sell lasagna. Where did you get lasagna?” asked the girl with pony tail.
“My mum made it. She’s a cook,” replied the other girl proudly. “Where did you get that stinky slimy thing?”
The pony-tailed girl grin. “It’s a mixed juice of milk, broccoli, egg, rice and banana. My mum made it and called it milky BERB. She’s a personal trainer.”

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