The vestigial sword shoved into a diaper that suggests limitations, the floppy hat with a pink bow, the "utility bags," and the horse-and-star sock is how he made his announcement in the kitchen Sunday morning. Joker beware.
Serious stuff indeed. Makes me think of the lyrics to that old Jim Croce song:
"You don't tug on Superman's cape You don't spit into the wind You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger And you don't mess around with Jim, da do da do..."
This reminds me that my son, when about 3, would pull a pair of underwear over his head, thus transforming himself into a cow.
ReplyDeleteI think I'll start my crime spree somewhere else other than North Carolina as originally planned. Drats! Foiled again.
ReplyDeleteSerious stuff indeed. Makes me think of the lyrics to that old Jim Croce song:
ReplyDelete"You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Jim, da do da do..."
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