Thursday, August 14, 2008

Incomprehensible... but deep

"Fried chicken pants! We are elastic! We are elastic!"

- Random exclamations by my son, who is running around the house like a little apple-cheeked psychopath.


flutter said...

he is a philosopher, I tell you.

liv said...

that kind of sounds like a line from a Phish song.

Oh, The Joys said...

He is, specifically, your son.