Mommy, can I go out and kill tonight?

At the wise old age of one month, Danger's got a favorite band: the Misfits. No joke! I first discovered this when I put him in the car one night and he had a fit. "Put some music on and crank it up," my mom suggested, "that way at least you won't hear him shriek."

So I put in Static Age and turned up the volume as suggested. "Static, static, static!" I hear a little sigh. I look over my shoulder and see Luca totally blissed out. Since then I've experimented with other bands but nope, I'm pretty sure I've got a mini-fiend on my hands.

Guess it makes sense:

(yeah, that's me)