so i met this cute little 10 year old boy who goes to my church on sunday.
his name is aidan.
he first strikes you as a completely innocent, meek little boy, what with the angelic blonde hair-blue eyes combo going on.
BUT HE’S CRAZY.
it is actually so hard to control him. first impressions are so inaccurate.
but i’ve adopted him as my minion and now he refers to me as his ‘evil older brother.’
seriously, i have no idea why i strike everyone as evil.
in any case, i’ve always had this plan that if i were ever to be a summer camp counselor, i’d make all the little children fight each other in a high-stakes championship; minion will obviously prove victorious.