She was in the middle of coloring a page across the room and she kept stopping and pointing to it and saying "mommy daddy mommy daddy". Of course I thought when I walked over to look it would be a nice picture of a glammed up Barbie, ready for a big fashion event with a dapper Ken on her side.
The best I can hope for in this scenario is to be the particularly effeminate Ken. Which leaves Nick as the obese fat ass backwoods trucker or the girl swine.
Maybe I need to change out of my pajamas more often.