Is it wrong to be unreasonably attracted to Dirt Girl? Or Dirty Girl as Alice calls her:
Come on, look at her. Look at those come to bed eyes and that flirty smile. And check out her singing voice:
“Come on outside, there’s a million grubby things that we can do.”
“… because my favourite thing, I’ve found; is when I get grubby.”
You filthy bitch.
If I were a different type of father, I’d probably be outraged at the level of smut and innuendo my darling two year-old is being exposed to.
But I’m not. So I’ll just sit back and enjoy said filth.
Dirt Girl. Look at her. She wants me.
Um … this is a filler post in case I’m too busy to actually write something new. It’s 2009 here, what time is it there?