Two thirteen year old boys, my son and his friend, are talking about girls the other day. As I enter the room I ask about a specific girl in their class.
My son's friend says, "Yeah, she's great. A pretty girl. Really sweet." Then he looks over at my son and says to me, "She'd be good for Randy but she's not my type."
I laughed a little at his "not my type" comment. He was the one that was just building up how great she was. I asked this teen boy, "Well then, what is your type?"
"I like a girl who would stab me.", he replied with a serious look.
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