My child ran around the house last night singing about how she was the AntiChrist. At this point I'm ready to believe it. I'm god, she's the AntiChrist and Stormy is an angel. Only now she's asking about everyone else. Well, Slate is a Priestess...and everyone else is a minion. Ah, gotta love corrupting the youth. Kindergarten is going to be fun. Maybe not for her teachers, but I'm already amused.
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