Polar Bears Eat Blood

I’m always amazed at what comes out of my five-year-old son’s mouth…

“The Golden Gate Bridge isn’t really golden. It’s red.”

“Superman never dies. When we die we don’t move.”

“This house is driving me crazy.”

“I want a real gun.”

“Some people don’t wear their penises.”

“It’s a place where you rip off your booty and get a new one. And there are weapons and shooters.”

“I’m never going to die, Mommy. I’m never going to ever die, not even today.”

“This song is not cool.”

“It’s taking too long for me to grow up.”

“Mommy, can I have a waterbed?”

“I wish there was an ice cream tree.”

“I didn’t know I was a boy until I growed up.”

“Time really flies. Too fast.”

“Polar bears eat blood.”

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3 Responses to Polar Bears Eat Blood

  1. Jason Jordan says:

    Haha. You should capitalize on the Sh*t My Dad Says blog/book, and publish Sh*t My Son Says.

  2. 江婷 says:

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