But, still, people are crazy. Like, for instance, parents of a murdered grown woman, who because of their beloved 28 year old daughter's love for SquareBob SpongePants (don't try to correct me, just play along), decided to memorialize her thusly:
I mean, seriously? In the military and 28 years old - and idolizing a cartoon character? Or is this a case of the parents failing to grasp the notion that their daughter was a grown woman?
"Why, good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Nit-Wit - it's so good to see you! Won't you please step this way - yes, into this room - lovely Nurse Ratched has been kind enough to pour some warm milk for you. Yes, yes, that's it, step into the room - Dr. Sanderson will be by to visit with you shortly..."
I'm a huge Leave it to Beaver fan, but I've no desire to spend eternity in a billboard soup bowl.