D: I’m like addicted to those T Rex jokes. T Rexs are cool. I wish I had a T Rex for a pet.
M: Why? So it can eat your face off like the cat?
D: He wouldn’t do that, he would like me.
M: Not if you keep making fun of his little arms, he wouldn’t.
D: Cuz I could put him on a leash and lead him around, and he could be my little T Rex pet. Like a midget. With his little arms, waving… like a microwave. Get it?!
M: You need to stop that, right now. I’m gonna have too much shit to blog about.
This is what we talk about before going to sleep. No wonder I can’t sleep.