We were completely out of milk... amongst other things. This morning we made a run to the commissary to stock up. The boys like to go to the PX to eat at Subway. After twenty minutes of waiting patiently in line, we sat down to eat.
Sean wanted to sit in the 'high' chairs (the tall chairs and tables next to the windows)... there were a couple of flies buzzing around by the glass. Ethan made a comment about eating flies...
Sean followed up with, "I know a girl who eats flies."
"I know a girl who eats flies... she's a bad girl."
"What are you talking about?"
"I know a girl who eats flies... she's in my book."
"Oh, you know an old lady who swallowed a fly?"