Oh, Snap!

D: Peanut, what are these guys over here? Did you draw these?
Moon: That looks stupid.
Me: Moon, shut it.
Moon: What? He does. It just looks stupid.
Me: If you can't say anything nice, shut your hole.
Moon: I mean it in a good way. He looks stupid.
Me: There's no good way to mean that.
Moon: I'm just saying, he looks stupid.
D: Your drawings weren't all that great when you were five, either.
Moon: I'm not saying it's a bad drawing. Just that he looks stupid.
Peanut: Oh, are you saying that this guy looks like he's stupid?
Moon: Yeah.
Peanut: It's you.


Taa Daa!

In today's mail, Peanut received a birthday party invitation from Stephen. I'm hesitant to let him go, as that Stephen kid seems like kind of a sicko. But, if he does go, I'm thinking this would be an appropriate gift:


Or perhaps this:

D. thinks the parents should hire Tommy Knuckles (everyone's favorite local magician) to pull a rabbit out of Stephen's ass.