Maybe it's an East Coast thing, or maybe it's because I look a lick or two over 18, but I've never had anyone mistake me for the manny. In fact, I've never seen a manny in the wild. Or if I have, I guess I've always assumed he was the dad.
In western Washington, meanwhile, Kristopher Kaiyala has been both mistaken for the manny and granny-stalked. At the same time. Granny-manny-stalked. Watch your back, brah.
Iím Not a Male Nanny! [msn via dt reader jason]
