King Doobins
I wasn’t there for this one. Garnet was.
The other day, Doobins comes waltzing in wearing nothing but his briefs.
“Mommy,” he said, “I want you to make me a king costume and a crown.”
Why? asked Garnet.
“So I can put them on,” Doobins said, “and go, ‘Woo-hoo! I’m a king.'”