A little boy at work today wanted to trade his Spiderman and Wolverine Squinkies for a sucker that was in my locker.

His mom told him not to give away his toys and he cried.  And then he looked at me and said, “I think you’re pretty.”

I thought it was so cute that I gave him the sucker anyways.  And the look on that kid’s face was like…

And then he was leaving and he was like “Bye, pretty lady!”  And I got real excited.

But then I realized something:  only 5-year-olds and old man pedophiles call me pretty.  So I came to the realization that my husband is either going to be an old man that needs his booty wiped, or a five year old that just learned how to use the toilet.  Oh, my life.

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