Typical phone call from my husband:
Victor (sounding exactly like President Bush): I’ve got some distressing news I must share with the country.
Me: Oh God.
Victor: We’ve just recieved word that New York has been invaded. Some sort of giant monster who we suspect is working with Al-Qaeda.
Victor: We’ve found some shaky handy-cam video in the area formerly known as Central Park. It’s a terrible thing. Monsters eating people. Buildings exploding. It’s a real shock because I was just there a few days ago and it was real nice. Good people.
Me: I don’t…I don’t even know what you want me to say here.
Victor: It’s all a bit fuzzy right now but we think the Cloverfield monster may have eaten the weapons of mass destruction. We believe he may be nucular.
Victor: We’ve sent FEMA out already and but it’s just awful. I personally watched the footage and it was so unnerving I threw up on the back of Laura’s head.
Me: Yeah…I really need to go.
Victor: I’d like to point out that this is what happens when you let Hilary be the Senator.