"Mad Men"... what a fucking show. I gotta start wearing me some suits.
Anywhich, I'm tie-red and I've gotta swim in the morning, so here's a quickie.
Apparently, some Freudian follies transpired during the ride home after school today. The Old Lady went to pick up the spawnage, and while driving home, she spotted a Mini Cooper driving by. You might remember from an older post that when the Crabbyfamily sees a Mini, the first person to yell "Mini Innie!" gets to pinch/poke the nearest person in the belly-button.
It's good, clean family fun, people. Look, you try to entertain a 5 and 9 year old all fucking day and see what ridiculous bullshit you come up with.
So, because Mr. Z was sitting behind the driver's seat, the Old Lady reached back to get the boy. She said she felt what she thought was his shirt and, well, poked. This was Mr. Z's response:
MR. Z: Mom?! You just tickled my nuts!!!
If you're keeping score, Thursday, September 27, 2007 marks the day that Mr. Z begins his quest to find a girl who will be able to someday give him a special "Mini Innie" the way his Mom once did.