Mixing Metaphors

Kathleen: “I might not be able to take you in a tickle fight, but I could take you in a fist fight!”

Me: “We would never get into a fist fight.”

Kathleen: “I don’t know, maybe when I’m a teen!”

Me: “Um. I think you already have the attitude.”

Kathleen: “No! I’m not a rotten apple yet. I’m still attached to the tree!”

Me: “Oh, honey. You never get to escape from the tree.”

Kathleen: “You say that, but look at you. You’re not on the tree any more. You’re all plumped up and ready to be sold!”


I’m not sure I follow the metaphor, but it does have me a bit concerned about what Kathleen has planned for my retirement.

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