“I like big butts!” he raps to me as I get ready to go. “You
know this song?”
I nod.
“No,” he corrects himself. “I like beef butts.”
His laugh fills the room, and the rest of the kitchen laughs right
along with him.
“I like big butts!” he raps to me as I get ready to go. “You
know this song?”
I nod.
“No,” he corrects himself. “I like beef butts.”
His laugh fills the room, and the rest of the kitchen laughs right
along with him.