Last night I bumped into a friend at Chipperfields, the conversation went kind of like this: Me: I was going to invite you to supper tonight, but the kids started acting like Baboons, so I thought better of it, and decided to wait for another night.
Friend: Really? I've never had supper with Baboons, it might have been kind of fun ...
Noahkila: At least we're not like real Baboons.
Friend: How's that?
Noahkila: Well, we might act like Baboons, but we don't fling our feces at each other ...
Speechless doesn't do justice to the moment ...
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