May 1, 2009

Gee, Beav, This is Swell

"Do you really like me, Tommy?"
"I guess so."
"Do you like me a whole lot?"
"Look. Don't get sloppy on me. I might just slug you."
"We can't just say we're gonna be friends, we gotta have an agreement or something."
"I, Marjorie, swear to die for Tommy & always stick up for him & never snitch on him & be his friend forever."
"Tommy, if your dumb sister tags along, I'm gonna - oh, good afternoon, Mrs. Sliker. I was just telling Thomas how pleasant it'd be for Marjorie to join us on the court."
Boy, Tommy, wait'll the guys find out you were hanging around with a girl. They'll really give you the business.


Mrs. Driftwood said...

Mrs. Sliker. Oh gag, I still think of you as a teenager. I know, I know---I'm getting senile.

patti said...

awww...did they mean to match?

Puddin said...

It was such a sweet party and the kids just had a ball, decorating the cupcakes "took the cake", so cute! Patti's a wonderful Mamma. Cousin David will drive a long way for a cupcake that's fer sher!