A television broadcast of "The Squeakquel" over the weekend reminded our younger son how much he likes the chipmunks.
As a parent of two small boys, it is hard to decide which is more challenging: the insipid furry with the excruciatingly high pitched voice, or the remorseless hooded slaughterer of hundreds.
My sons are happy to emulate either one, in public and as loudly as possible.
It's a difficult choice, so here they are ridiculously rolled into one.
This morning, Archer shook his head and observed sadly, "His cheeks really mess up the hood."
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