Death Is His Plaything

, , , , | Related | September 14, 2015

(My twelve-year-old son is the comedian of the family and often says unexpected things. This conversation took place over lunch one day.)

Son: “Whenever I play outside, I play on the dead.”

Me: “Dead what?!”

Son: *in creepy horror-movie announcer voice* “Dead leaves…”

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