The boy was sitting on the couch across from me playing a game on my iPad. It’s a hunting game where the prey is prehistoric animals of one form or another. And I think a Yeti for some reason, but not really relevant to the story. He’s hunting some sort of Moosasaurus or something and says
“Dad, when I do the moose call the moose won’t come.”
So I said
“Well, did you look at the map and go to where the moose is?”
He looked up at me and said
“Dude, are you kidding me? If I did that, he’d kill me!”
Later on, I let out a rather substantial belch and he looked up from his game and said
“EW! That was gross.”
Then he considered for a moment.
“That sounded like a panther burp.”
I replied “Well maybe I ate a panther.”
He glanced back up at me.
“Look at how fat your belly is! It’s as BIG as a panther.”
“But no, you didn’t eat a panther.”
The boy: “I don’t know if you can eat play’doh.”
Me: No you can’t eat play-doh.
The boy: I don’t KNOW…. that play’doh bakery sounds PRETTY DELICIOUS.