After being exposed (not on purpose) to the phenom Honey Boo Boo, I can imagine what she’ll be like at age 15. Picture these bits of conversation between her and an adult visitor (not her mom, who wouldn’t notice):
Do your homework, Honey. — Donwanna.
You’re going to wear that to the formal? — Godahell.
Don’t you like your dinner? — Pigslop.
Why’d you turn all the stuff in open containers from the fridge upside down on the kitchen floor? — [Smile, sideways head-bob.]
You look cute in that outfit. — [Smile, upturned eyes, pose.]
You’re awfully quiet. Are you on drugs, Honey?…Honey…. [Smile, pose.]
Dear, dear child. You have such a future!