I can't keep up with these eight-year-olds

matt:
what was that, Nathan?
nathan:
I SAID that I just saw a glowing green ghost and he was doing his homework and playing the bagpipes and rearranging his room and stealing money from his mom's purse.
matt:
. . .
nathan:
I'm going to write a contract and put it on my blog.

The Sea Hates a Coward