So Marshall just piped up out of nowhere, "Get your head out of that freakin' buffalo." Who knows where that came from... so I asked him, "What? Where did you hear that?" He replied, "From my imaginary friend." Megan and I started laughing. That's quite an imaginary friend. Megan told him, "Michael tells you some weird stuff." Apparently that was unacceptable. He has now informed us that we are only allowed to refer to him as "your imaginary friend" and Marshall is the only one that can call him "Michael."