Taking Sam to school this morning.  Talking about his cross country running.  His strategy is to start out slower and finish strong. We talked about how fun it is to pick people out and set a goal to pass them.

“Yeah, there is this one girl” he says, “who I just cannot stand it when she is running in front of me.”

“Why?” I asked.

“I don’t know. I just see her and think–wait, I am faster than you; you should be behind me!”

“Who is it?” I asked.

“I don’t know.  Just some 6th grade girl with D cups.”


One Thought on “D Cups

  1. I suppose he’s not talking about red Solo cups, right? 🙂

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