Oh, I've got that book--it's somewhere in Brian's room, hidden under the dustbunnies and various spray-painted items of clothing that he calls his posessions. The boy has taken it to heart. There's actually one male in the apartment. Two, counting the cat...cat doesn't count because he can't cook. I imagine that any estrogenal bachelorette overload of stuffed animals and frills will be counteracted by his typically male proclivity to play video games and drink beer. (Well, I think--I haven't met him yet. He could be a girl in disguise for all I know.)
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Date: 2005-12-05 01:17 am (UTC)There's actually one male in the apartment. Two, counting the cat...cat doesn't count because he can't cook. I imagine that any estrogenal bachelorette overload of stuffed animals and frills will be counteracted by his typically male proclivity to play video games and drink beer. (Well, I think--I haven't met him yet. He could be a girl in disguise for all I know.)