5-Year-Old: Empathy! I don't even know what it means! Me- I know how you feel.
Tires need changing too you know!
Just pinch yourself, if you don't wake up, she doesn't.
He was startin' to feel like a rap dog, rap dog.
It was feeling a little crumby.
ME: Soul crushing and void of meaning W: I meant your meal M: Soul crushing, void of meaning, and needs salt
They mean what they say.
Me: I don't know. 5-year-old: Me: 5-year-old: Is it because your cooking makes God angry
5-year-old: Ninjas. Me: I didn't see them. 5-year-old: No one ever does. Checkmate.
