Tuesday, November 25, 2008

king of the loft

this is the child i inadvertently introduced into my life a few months ago, under the naive impression he would enrich it. little did i know the creature known as MoMo would, in fact, assume the same thing of me. and so far, he's still in charge.
some of the things my parents used to say to me i now find bubbling out of my mouth at MoMo:
-what, do you think i'm here to serve you?
-you except me to sacrifice everything, EVERYTHING! and what do i get? this!
-where were you tonight? let me smell your breath.