When Jefferson was too young to know better, I picked his Halloween costumes for him. I planned to have him dressed as the whole Justice League by the time he 8 or 9. He was Flash then Superman. Then he got a mind of his own and wanted to be Spider-Man two years ago and Mario last year. Well, I apparently brainwashed him sufficiently along the way because he picked, completely on his own (wink!), Batman this year. Back on track.
POW!
I just told him his muscles looked fake.
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