Old wise one

So….all day, Daisy had been calling me a cockroach each time that I did something that she liked.
I went with it.
I didn’t know why she was saying it I just went with it.

It was only after about 15 times I asked her what she meant.

After a long drawn out conversation, what she meant was ‘grasshopper’ “ahhh….gwasshopper”

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