Sunday, August 28, 2016
The little boy asks him what his name is. In between piercing the bait with the hook, he answers, "My name is Johnny.". He does not speak extra slow, does not look up and does not even wait for a reply. He treats the little boy like an adult, which to me is evidence that he has children of his own. The boy scoots off, having lost all interest by now.
Posted by singator at 7:35 PM