I found King in the laundry room with all the band-aids strewn across the floor.
ME: Did you hurt yourself?
KING: No, it's for Curtis.
ME: (confused) What? (Curtis is in the other room watching t.v. and I've never known him to wear a band-aid... EVER.)
KING: Not the Curtis you are married to.
ME: (really confused) What are you talking about?
KING: This is Curtis.
He holds up a vial of blue glitter.
Thanks for clearing that up for me. By the way, Curtis is so not blue glitter.