
Last night I dreamed I was Scott Lang, well-meaning thief. I found a super-suit that made me tiny, then got attacked by Yellowjacket in my daughter’s bedroom. On the up side, I finally found my iPhone. On the down side, there’s an avocado popsicle melting on the screen, and I’m too small right now to do anything about that. Of course, as soon as I do regain my normal size I’ll probably just step on a Lego.
Having children really sucks sometimes.



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