“You were our family’s last hope!”

 

Youngest son (age 21) asks me when I’m going to be famous. I tell him I don’t see that happening in my future. His mouth falls open and he gets this look of shock on his face. “WHAT?!” he says, “You were our family’s last hope! I was planning to ride on your coattails!!”

Yeah. I’ve been cracking up all day.

 

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