My boss' daughter came in to spend an hour or so in the store with us yesterday, and we had a brief conversation about young boys. Keep in mind this kid is 12, and looks up to me for some crazy reason. Kid's name is Elizabeth.
So I get some IM from one person or another and I'm leaning against the freezer door, mop in one hand, phone in the other. The kid's been on my heels all morning and, watching me pull out my phone, proceeds to follow suit. A conversation ensues:
Elizabeth: I'm texting these three hot boys, I don't even remember who I'm talking to sometimes. They are so hot.
Me: Hot twelve year old boys, huh? Do they look like Rocky, from 3 Ninjas?
Elizabeth: What??
Me: You know, "ROCKY LOVES. EMILY."
Elizabeth: What are you talking about?
Me: I dunno, when I was 12 I liked Rocky from 3 Ninjas.
What does this mean?
I'm very out of touch with our youth today.
Monday, April 21, 2008
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