Driving home the other day, the car is totally silent for about half the drive, until I hear this from the backseat:
<Kiddo> Hey Mama, want to start an esoteric cult with me?
Driving home the other day, the car is totally silent for about half the drive, until I hear this from the backseat:
<Kiddo> Hey Mama, want to start an esoteric cult with me?