Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27303410-20160628221010/@comment-26517142-20160629130642

There is a momentary pause as I stared at the monster, and she returned the favor. WHat is more revolting is she was staring back with ALL eyes on me.

"Hi. (unsure of what to say) You must be.. our uninvited house guest."

"Why, yes. Sorry for spooking your son. He's cute. Like you."

"Yeah... You can see that."

The monster floats out of her confinement. In the dim light, she was.. cute.

"I was kind of curious as to who owns this establishment. As it turned out, the host is a gentleman."

"Well.. I wouldn't say that. You're a lady."

My son: Papa, why are you talking to the monster?

Me: Oh son, she's your future momma.

(Son's eyes widen, then he runs off screaming. )