Saturday, March 12, 2005

Broken dreams

Emma managed to commit the ultimate faux pas this morning by crippling the fragile ego of an adolescent boy, I think she got away with it though.

Phoning her friend Jo:

Emma “Hi Jo it’s Emma”
Jo’s son Tom “It’s Tom actually”
Emma “Oh, I’m sorry Tom, you sound just like your mum, not that you want to hear that. You have a very strong and manly voice... and so does your mum.”

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