knight at the improv

The simplest stuff will tickle the shit out of me.

Dear Kalzabar knows it’s not the big spooky sword we found in dad’s basement that could send me to the hospital… it’s the pulled groin muscle from giggling so hard from his improvised helmet.

… … . . . you win this round KZ.

*presses red button on watch, summons helicopter with ladder, jumps on, leaves*