Smog Boy gets up from we both assume is a bed and shuffles off to what we imagine is the bedroom. After a few seconds the light in the bathroom comes on. Then Smog Boy screams the most horrible scream I can imagine. Getting up from the bed, I start to race to his aid, when the door opens to the bedroom and the silhouette created by the light in the hallway of a tall man appears in the doorway. Well, everyone settle down and get some sleep.
Tomorrow is a school day.
The door to the bedroom closes and I immediately race towards the bathroom, stopped in my tracks by the sight of Smog Boy. Otis, this is the worstest thing that as ever happen to me. They can have them. Otis, I don't want to be Marcia Brady. I look in the mirror and nearly faint.