Forgot about this little gem from Halloween night. We were grilling hotdogs on our charcoal grill. We had the little chimney, fire-starter thingy going, smoke billowing. William walked over, raised his hands above his head like he was Abracadabra-ing the grill and proclaimed
I am the William of hotness!
Tonight as he was eating dinner, he brought up his new, self-imposed nickname again and then elaborated
You know why I am the William of hotness? It's because I like hot things.
Makes sense.
And, if he wants to pursue a career as a Chippendale, he already has a suitable stage name picked out.
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