at breakfast, n. (displaying the usual delayed reaction of a child), asks,
where’s daddy?
“he left for work.” (uh, like, half an hour ago, silly bo billy!)
i wish he stayed home.
aww. “why? do you like it when he stays home?”
yes.
b. chimes in, tom cruise style, jumping up on his chair,
*I* like going to the zoo!
at which point, a cape magically appears on his back, and theme music cues,
NON-SEQUITUR BOY!
lymi
