We were driving away from the Kid's art class. I was telling Jim about my ongoing irritation with many members of the human race. I jokingly said that some days I feel like The Hulk from The Avengers. You know, "My secret is I'm always angry." As I giggled, a small voice piped up from the back seat.
"You might be a Rudey Pants, Grandma."
I almost choked to death while laughing.
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