Conversation between my son and I at the bus stop this morning.
Son: Who do you think will die first, you or dad?
Me: I have no idea. (Your father, of course)
Son: I think it will be you.
Son: Because, you know, people shoot other people who are famous.
Me: I'm not famous.
Son: You seem pretty famous to me.
Me: I'm not famous enough to be shot.
Son: Well, sometimes people just shoot other people for no reason.
Me: Yeah, but that could happen to anyone.
Son: It'll probably happen to you.
Son: Would you rather die by being shot with a gun or being eaten by a shark?
Me: Uh, I'm gonna say gun.
Son: Me too. It'd be over with faster.
It’s us, but in dead animal form. But not really dead because they weren’t ever alive. Undead? No. That makes them sound like vampires. So not that. Fuck. I don’t know the word. Hey, how long can a title be? Because this seems excessive. Someone should stop me. Jesus. This is as bad as 280-character twitter.
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