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After it was graded and the child brought it home, she returned to school the next day with the following note:



Dear Ms. Davis,

I want to be very clear on my child's illustration. It is NOT of me on a dance pole on a stage in a strip joint. I work at Home Depot and had commented to my daughter how much money we made in the recent snowstorm. This drawing is of me selling a shovel.

Mrs. Harrington


Have a happy Friday, everyone! Don’t forget to join Kim for more Friday Funnies!

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  1. You always know just what I need! I am sooooooo happy to find you here, this morning!
    LOVE YOU, andrea

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  2. Oh Mary, that is too funny. Thanks for the laugh this morning. I loved it.

    Love you,
    Debbie

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  3. Yea Yea, I'd come up with a note like that to. LOL Just kidding. It appears that kids not only say the funniest things...they can draw them to.
    Well, I'm off to Home Depot to buy a stapler to shut my mouth with before I get in deeper.
    I support this blog by being a follower. Thanks for making me smile today.

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  4. That was funny. It sure did look like a stripper pole compared to a shovel though.

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  5. Great artist coming from the child! I call it "abstract"...LOL.

    Have a great weekend sister Mary.

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  6. That is hilarious..cuz that exactly what I was wondering. LOL. So so cute. Made my day.

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  7. I have seen this before and it cracks me up every time! Thanks!! Have a good weekend!

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  8. Oh girl, that was too funny!!!!

    Thanks for the laugh.
    Have a great weekend my friend.
    Kim

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  9. That is so funny!!! I love it! Thanks for sharing precious sister.

    I love you and I'm praying for you and your family.

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  10. That totally works with my sick sense of humor!

    Smiles & hugs,
    Kathleen

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  11. I saw this one already, but I still laughed out loud this time too! Thanks for sharing!

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  12. Oh Mary! This is hilarious!! Can you even imagine??

    You always find the best funnies!

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