Schatz: Dad kills stuff.
Dad (putting down his fork): WHAT!?!
Schatz: You killed that bird.
Dad: Okay...I did hit that bird with the car. It flew down in front of my car. I'm not 100% sure that I killed it. It might be just fine.
Schatz: Oh, no. I saw it. You killed it. You killed deer, too.
Dad: I did used to hunt deer before I married your mother.
Schatz (going back to her breakfast): You are a good killer, Daddy.
3 weeks ago