Kristina and I go every Thursday to West Junior High to play hoops with our regular group of guys. Sometimes Niko joins us, and last Thursday, Katarina (Nina) wanted to come too. I happened to be leaving from home, not the office, so we all go in my car together.
As we pull up to the school, Niko says "There is it Nina....BASKETBALL" pointing at the Jr. High.
Nina, without missing a beat says "ooooooooooo it's basketbally!".
There's like a hundred of these a day. We cannot keep up, and will likely not remember a fraction of these gems.
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