Sep
28
2011
(while eating breakfast)
Dad: RJ. We’ve got a problem. We’re not drinking enough milk. We’re never going to get through all this.
RJ: I have an idea! Let’s get all the bottles out and dress them up and then put on some music and have a milky conga line! They can dance along, it’ll be great!
Dad: Yeah! And we can dance them all out of the house and down the street and all our neighbours can have their milk join in too!
RJ: …
RJ: …
RJ: …
RJ: Don’t be silly, Dad.
Dad: Sorry, mate. I got a bit carried away.
RJ: That’s okay. It’s cold today, right?
Dad: Yeah. Very wintery. They said it might hail.
RJ: Good, because today I’m going to wear TWO hoodies AND my wooly hat.
It's the dreaded double hoodie!
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Sep
13
2010
(after spilling his milk and cereal all over himself)
RJ: Arrrrgh! I can’t believe I just did that!
Dad: No big deal, we’ll clean it up.
RJ: (wiping milk off himself) I wish milk was NOT a liquid! Then it would be much easier!
RJ: … And elbows!
Dad: what about elbows?
RJ: I wish we didnt have them! Then I wouldnt bump things all the time.
Dad: I’ll get you some retractable ones that you can switch on and off.
RJ: Thanks dad. That would be great.
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Sep
24
2009
(at the dinner table)
RJ: I’m drinking fly blood. Arrgggllugluglugluglugllugl. (starts gargling milk)
Dad & Mum: RJ! Stop that! No gargling at the dinner table!
RJ: (craftily) I love drinking fly blood. I’m a spider. (starts making motions to begin gargling again)
Dad: Watch it spider, or I’ll turn your fly blood into… moo juice.
RJ: (angry, yelling) THERE IS NO SUCH THING! THERE IS NO MOO JUICE!
More fly blood please!
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Sep
16
2009
(at the dinner table)
Dad: Anyone else want some moo juice?
LR: Moo juice? What’s that?
Dad: Just a silly name for milk.
Mum: You know. Like juice, from a moo cow.
RJ: (yelling) THERE IS NO MOO JUICE!
Mum & Dad: (surprised) It’s just a name for milk RJ.
RJ: IT’S NOT REAL. YOU’RE TRICKING.
LR: I would like some moo juice!
RJ: STOP TRICKING ME. YOU’RE LYING TO ME.
Dad: Okay RJ. How about some milk instead?
The Strange Properties of Moo Juice
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