…or the future Dr. Frankenstein…
I just clean the room. I don’t ask questions.
…or the future Dr. Frankenstein…
I just clean the room. I don’t ask questions.
Harrison: When I grow up and am finally a REAL superhero…
Me: Wait, when you GROW UP? I THOUGHT you were a real superhero now.
Harrison: (annoyed) Well…yeah, I mean, I AM but I still want to be one when I get older. I don’t want to be a pirate or like…(cue about 10 solid seconds of him trying to remember who he doesn’t want to be like)…that guy, you know, THAT guy. You know. You KNOW. That guy.
Me: …Hm. Yeah. I hear ya.
…really, pal, NOBODY wants to be THAT GUY.
“I sure hope there aren’t any spiders. There probably are. I sure hope they don’t bite me…but they probably will. When they bite me I hope it’s the Spider-Man spider and it turns me into Spider-Man.”