Leta let me curl her hair for the first time on Thanksgiving. It wasn’t the specialness of the occasion or the fact that many of her cousins would be dressed up, too. No, she let me do it because I gave her a bowl of M&M’s to eat while I did it.
Jon was fiddling with our xBox yesterday when he found this video of Chuck and Coco on the hard drive. I’d always wondered what their voices sounded like. We tried for hours to decipher what Coco was saying, and if you slow it down and play it backwards it goes: WORSHIP SATAN. WORSHIP SATAN. So [...]