When I got to the job, I saw Daddy. He was walking around. Just looking at stuff with some sticks. Something about getting things straight. Looked pretty good from where I was standing. So, I walked around and looked at stuff, too. Then Daddy gave me his hammer and tape for my pants. They were heavy, and pulled down my pants some, but I don’t care. We’re just a couple of guys working. You know what I mean? So, I told Mommy I needed to get out of there. Lunch needs to happen every day. See ya later.
