PRM: your legs are really short. like a midget’s. that’s why sex with you is so hot.
me: right. go get the calendar and mark the day. i think that’s officially the most fucked-up thing you’ve ever said to me.
PRM: okay. don’t put that in your blog.
welfareloser (9:07:47 PM): so DO MEEEE!
IAlsoHaveADream (9:08:54 PM): You’ll have to wait until tomorrow for scrabbling.
welfareloser (9:09:01 PM): phooey!
welfareloser (9:08:46 PM): so easter? snowing here.
IAlsoHaveADream (9:09:01 PM): Nice! Easter here? 78 degrees.
welfareloser (9:09:19 PM): hahaha. the neighbor kids were out in gloves and earmuffs and coats, hunting easter eggs.
IAlsoHaveADream (9:09:35 PM): Should’ve had white easter eggs, just to really fuck them up.
welfareloser (9:09:42 PM): dude!
welfareloser (9:09:50 PM): PRM said we should snipe them…
welfareloser (9:09:54 PM): with POTATOES.
welfareloser (9:10:01 PM): wouldn’t that be fucking awesome?!?!?!?
IAlsoHaveADream (9:10:06 PM): 
welfareloser (9:10:15 PM): just pelt them with like, 100, 200 egg-sized potatoes.
welfareloser (9:10:27 PM): and watch the little ones cry!
IAlsoHaveADream (9:10:56 PM): I’m all in favor of the crying!
welfareloser (9:10:52 PM): MOMMY!!!! I CAN’T FIND THE EGGS! I’M OVERSTIMULATED! AAAAAIIIIIIGGGGH!
IAlsoHaveADream (9:10:58 PM): Hahaha.
PRM: so i just told the twins that they were born with tails.
me: and did they find this funny, or thought-provoking?
PRM: looks like they’re thinking pretty hard about it right now.
me: you realize how many years it’s going to take to undo this one.
PRM: i KNOW! i’m awesome. my nigga ME! *imagine this accompanied by cackling, and arms thrown over head in olympic triumph, and you’ll have a fuller picture of what i deal with on a daily basis.*
*dramaqueen approaches me in rare form, eyes cast down a bit with a touch of shyness, eyelashes batting, hands behind back, chin tilted… honestly, if the kid wasn’t such a turd he’d be the star of every live-action disney movie until he hit puberty.*
DQ: moooooooooooom?
me: yeeeeeeeeeeees?
DQ: can i get on top of the rooooooooooof?
me: no.
DQ: but i not gonna beeding dangerous! i have rope!
me: no.
