(I’m running errands for my pregnant wife. While walking to a nearby store, I see two teenagers harassing a child that is only four or five years old. I shoo them away from the boy, and he introduces himself.)
Me:  “So, where’s your mom at?”
Boy:  “She’s in the store. Do you have kids?”
Me:  “Not yet. We’re expecting a baby girl soon, though.”
Boy:  “Well, she’s going to turn out nice, like you! So, I’m going to marry her someday!”  (I laugh, and play along while I bring him to the service desk, and wait until his mom picks him up. Six years later, my daughter comes home from school and introduces us to a friend that defended her against a bully on the playground. I didn’t recognize him, but he certainly knew who I was!)

Anonymous: So, wait. Is your Tumblr just pictures of yourself?

Not always. Just depends.