Be More Specific

I helped out my aunt the other week and baby sat my little 5-year old cousin. Crazy little girl, cute, but she's got the devil inside her. The urge to kill and strangle is deep within her, and I could sense it a mile away like Yoda sensed the midichlorians in Luke's blood, from the get-go.

Naturally when she asked to watch "Dexter" I popped in the Michael C. Hall joint. She and I just sat there, glued to the t.v., not moving an inch the entire duration of the last four episodes of season 1. I figured she was an enlightened chick, especially for a kindergartener.

Alas. Turns out... that there's two shows that could go by the moniker "Dexter" and I chose the wrong won. Can't fault me though. Honest mistake.