Unfiltered Story #363013

Our son stops by for a quick visit.

Son: I’m going over to the Island next week to pick up a bulk order of frozen rats. Do you have any room in your freezer?

Me: I can probably rearrange some stuff.

Son: Thanks. Bye.

Me: (To husband) You know, in some families that would probably have been considered a very odd conversation.

(That rats were intended as snake food, by the way.)