>> Monday, July 5, 2010
(For full effect, all italics must be read in a munchkin voice.)
I love you, buddy. I'm glad you're mine.
But what if I wasn't?
I would make you mine.
What if I was somebody else's?
Then I would steal you.
But what if they had laser beams?
Then I would hold up a mirror so the laser beams would shoot back at them.
But what if they shot out spikes that would break the glass?
I'm not sure. I might have to get back to you on that one.
But what if I was an alien with suction cups? Then you could have me. And what if you were made of metal? Then I could stick to you. Couldn't I?
Couldn't I, Mama?
Yep. You could.
Love you, Mama.
Love you, too, Buddy.