i asked mr. t to please mark my birthday on his new calendar. he asked when it was, and i told him. he took out his pen and drew a big, black asterick on february 6.
"but you're not going to remember what that means when that date gets here!" i said.
"i drew that because you're a big star," he explained.
i just laughed at him.
"see, you can't even take a compliment," he said.
"because i don't think you're being serious...."
"well that was a good point that i just made," he said.
wtf?
