Zube: One day when I grow up, I'm going to have a restaurant.
Zube: And instead of appetizers on the menu, I'll have happytizers.
Z-Boy turned his head away from me, but I think I felt the faint breeze of an exaggerated eyeroll making its way around the car.
Zube: Isn't that cute?
Z-Boy: Very cute, honey.
I have dreams, people.
Thursday, July 10, 2008