I am a "good girl". I don't curse that often. I play by the rules. I am fair and honest. Most of the time, that serves me well. Although, I do get teased for being "too good". But I could be teased for worse.
I don't usually use the finger.
My husband? He really likes that gesture. He is so shy that I feel that this bold (disgusting) gesture encompasses much of his repressed emotion. Plus, he is from Flint and having spent a better part of my vacations and summers in Flint since I met him...the fact that he uses the finger and is from Flint? That just seems to make sense to me.
Two weeks ago he was watching a football game- a game in which his team was winning. It may have been Michigan State or Michigan University. Regardless, as the opposing team was walking off the field, he gave a strong, two handed, two middle finger gesture to the loosing team. "Yeah! See that!? That is what I'm talking about!"
Seren and I had just walked into the room. She had her plastic animals and plastic farm in tow. She took one look at her smiling Dad, put down her toys and gave the TV a big, bold, two handed, POINTER finger gesture to the teams.
Yeah.
We are THAT family.
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Ok, that is seriously hilarious!! I know it shouldn't be, but a not quite 2 year old trying to imitate her daddy and give the finger? funny!
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