More conversations with Rockford
I was on my computer on my Facebook page and I point to a picture of myself.
Me: “Rockford, who’s this pretty lady?”
RF: “Ha ha ha, you’re not a lady, you’re a Mama!”
I turn to look at Rockford and see him picking his nose.
Me: “What are you doing? Why are you picking your nose?”
Rockford: “I want to see what’s in there.”
Come fly with me
From NY to the White House
So what does Rockford want to be when he grows up? Three things to be exact and he tells you the order of them too…