Friday, April 21, 2006

Pesach With The PT

Searching for Chametz:

Moe: Uh...The PT...could you aim the flashlight more towards the floor and less towards the ceiling...
Larry: Yeah, we can't find the bread if you keep pointing it up...
The PT: Look! A bread!

On Vacations:

Fudge: So, do you want to go to New York this summer?
The PT: No!
Fudge: Why not?
The PT: I'm not ready for College yet.

On the nature of things:

The PT: Nobody has a brain like mine.
Fudge: Why do you say that?
The PT: Because nobody knows what I'm thinking.


Anonymous said...

The more and more she talks, the more PT sounds like a mini-David Spade. ;) Well, David Spade from a frum, loving family of course!

PsychoToddler said...

Maybe I should stop showing her The Emperor's New Groove.