Faster than a spinning top, more powerful than a two-year-olds tantrum, able to leap tall piles of dirty laundry in a single bound, it's......Super Brett!
He told me when we went to the fabric store for cheapo remnants that he had something "spectacular" in mind. He took it off for dinner because "Sometimes, you just gotta be regular Brett".
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