azurelunatic

The whole gang was hanging out together this morning: me, Sis, nephew, and Best Friend. There was much happy chatter about this thing and that and Best Friend's birthday party, upcoming in slightly over a week. I shall endeavor to dress normally, or at least more like the typical type of geek that his parents subconsciously associate with their darling little sci-fi nut boy.

If I'm wearing black jeans and a Star Trek shirt and thick glasses and have a sweet and enthusiastic attitude, how evil can I really be?

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