Conspiracy
March 31, 2020
Twelve-Year-Old: Let’s have a conspiracy.
Parachuting
March 29, 2020
Eight-Year-Old: Dad?
Me: Yes?
Eight-Year-Old: Would you have a parachuting police Corgi as a pet?
Twelve-Year-Old: Who wouldn’t?
Chalice
March 27, 2020
Friend: If you pour water from the chalice on the arm, do you get two Gnashs?
Heads
March 26, 2020
Me: Two heads, one hand.
Smear
March 25, 2020
Me: Oh, actually I parked beside that banana peel again, a couple weeks later, it was just like this black smear.
Companion
March 23, 2020
Eight-Year-Old: It looks like somebody put dirt in a companion cube.
Times
March 22, 2020
Twelve-Year-Old: I mean, it is medieval times.