Me: Luke, are you gonna get married?
Luke: Yup. Just kidding. No.
Me: Who's gonna cook for you?
Luke: Well...I AM!!!
Me: You gonna be a bachelor?
Luke: Yup.
Me: What's a bachelor?
Luke: Someone who cooks.
Me: What you gonna be when you grow up?
Luke: I'm gonna work where Daddy works.
Me: What are you gonna do at work?
Luke: I'm gonna talk on the phone, and work on the computer, and drive the golf cart.
Me: What are you gonna spend your money on when you get paid?
Anyone who knows him...get ready for this....
Luke: The machines at the Mexican restaurants!
Seriously.
Dude, I will not pay your bills for you so you can sport a fuzzy moustace and eat some bone candy till your heart's content! I refuse.

(This photo has nothing to do with the conversation other than this was before he could sweet talk his Momma real good. Plus, I love tihs old pic.)

1 comment:
LOLOLOLOL...i love him more every single day!
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