MCA0: Sunday night

[needsaparrot]

You know what you should probably take away from an almost-six year old person who, after a very busy day (and a very busy week) has already had dinner and dessert?

A phone that makes Twinkies.

For several reasons, all of them obvious.

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[OOC: Making a specific call, but open for anybody who wants weetiny Xander to ring them.]

Comments

[needsaparrot]

"Yeah-huh. An' lasers! But only for shootin' at bad guys 'cause he's a p'lice dog."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"Lasers? Oooh! Lasers only s'poseds t'be used on bad guys, uh-huh. No shootin' good guys! Lasers an' rockets an' big giants guns only gets used on bads peoples! Bad peoples are MEAN! Big meanie bad peoples!"

This? Probably not going to end anytime soon...

[needsaparrot]

"An' monsters are mean too! My friend Buffy beats them up. But she dun shoot them 'cause..." Actually he wasn't entire clear on that issue. "Uh. Guns don't work good on lotsa monsters. And peoples could get hurt by askident."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"I don' like it when peoples gets hurts. Peoples need to stay not hurts. I gots a hurt. A big ol' owie in my ankle but Adah real nice an' fixeds it for me an' then she gaves me a sucker!"

[needsaparrot]

"Ooh, I got a sucker when I went to the clinic. There was a fireman there. And he gived peoples cootie shots but I didn't need one."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"I didnna see a fireman, jus' Adah. I didnna gets no cooties shot. I don' like shots. But I mights hafta go gets one since I wokeded up with an ewwy girl who had lotsa cooties! EWWWWW!"

...

He was possibly going to regret this conversation later.