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May 25, 2010

I am sitting down, drawing, waiting for class to start, when a guy leans over and says: “Hey! Nice dress, you look like June Cleaver!”

Me: *Imagines a blonde woman with blood dripping from her teeth wielding a big sharp cleaver… frowns*

Guy behind me: She’s from Scotland, dude, she won’t know who that is.

Me: Who is, erm, Cleaver?

First guy: She’s this 50’s house wife…

Me: *frowns even deeper*

First Guy: From somethingsomething Beaver.

Me: What about my beaver?


Me: *blush*

googled later...

One Comment leave one →
  1. June 28, 2010 06:33

    That’s amazing! I’m so glad you shared this with us. Ahhhh communication differences!

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