"Hi Mom. Hi Carl." I say, trying not to panic. The daddy, the pun master, the iconic, Carl Azuz was in my house!! And boy was he cute.
"Hi sweetie. I see you know Carl." My mom said.
"Yeah. We watch his show at school." I said casually. Nailed it. Now my mom doesn't know I have a crush on Carl Azuz.
"Okay. I need to finish dinner." My mom said, conveniently leaving the room, leaving me and daddy- I mean Carl- alone.
Carl ran a hand through his marvelous hair. Then he held out his hand. "You obviously know me already, but I think we need a proper introduction. I'm Carl."
I told him my name and we shook hands. His hand felt like a diaper. I liked it.
"Dinner's ready!" My mom called from the kitchen. "How are you two getting along?"
Before I could answer, Carl said "We're getting along fine!" Then he smiled. It was so beautiful that I almost died when I saw it. He then left the room to go eat dinner.
I thought Carl was cute.
