J is going to be a Ninja Turtle for Halloween – he said he doesn’t have a cape but he has a shell and that’s all he needs because he and his sisters and his mother and father were attacked by a huge dinosaur the other day who ate all their bones but miraculously he grew his back. I said, “Wow, great costume.”
Then we were at Blockbuster replenishing the Scooby Doo inventory here at the LaLa and I saw a man with a tee shirt that said, “I’m overworked and underfucked” – so I texted J’s mother and said I just found my Halloween costume – the tee and some devil horns says me all over it. She pooh pooh the idea, distraught that this man would be wearing that at the Blockbuster in front of her child (who can’t read, I might add) – I wrote back, “u luv it and u know it.” And she responded, “Yeah, u right.”