Quickie.


I thought Connor was safely asleep last night when I zoomed through my Clone High DVDs, but apparently he was not, because he just busted out with an adorably lisped and quite rhythmic, “G-Thpot rockth the G-thpot! G-Thpot rockth the G-thpot!” This may require pre-kindergarten correction, and I’ll get on that as soon as I stop laughing.

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