we were doing our best imitation of couch potatoes that night, laid out infront of the television, absorbed in the scene unfolding before our eyes, like we do every night. the kidnapper in the plot sat down in a chair opposite the victim, and handed over a can of coffee, something so random that even the victim looked surprised.
little princess asked, 'why did he feed him?'
little batman, without skipping a beat, quipped, 'to fatten him up. so that he can eat him'.
a little too much fairy tale i think, not that he reads them anymore. that is my son, and one of the many reasons i love him so. his sense of humour is delightful, and so random.
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