Holy fuck, I love my kids. Here's why: They are newly obsessed with Weird Al Yankovic and seriously love his songs. It's a toss up right now between "Eat It" and "Amish Paradise". Both worthy, for sure. Anyway the littler one tries so hard to keep up with his big brother, who is quickly learning the words to these songs and singing them incessantly. So today I heard him in the backseat....
"As I walk through the valley where I harvest my brain, I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain."
Harvest. My. Brain.
Possibly one of the best phrases of all time.
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