Anders is away and while he is, I keep wearing my favorite Anders t-shirt. It's this one, as you can see, it's a bunch of raisins hanging out partying, drinking, smoking, dancing. In case anyone should miss the point, the t-shirt also reads RAISIN HELL IN LOS ANGELES.
Well Niki can't read. She asked me, curiously: Mom, are those raisins or turds on your shirt?
I was strong, I told her the truth.
Ps. Do you also tell your kids this song is about Momsters?
