something to honk about
My 10yo was getting ready to go to school this morning in his Halloween costume. He was all dressed up in a trench coat and leather boots, with a chain around his neck, darkened eyes and fake blood on his face and blood-red hairspray in his hair. “What are you?” I asked.
“I’m a surreal killer.”
…was his answer. “I think you mean serial killer,” I said.
“Oh yeah, that’s what I mean, it just sounds so weird, like cereal killer. I’m a cereal killer. No, okay, I’m a serial killer.”