(Walking the trash cans back from the curb)
Wee Boy: Dave you know what fear I’ve had lately?
Me: what’s that?
Wee Boy: oh, like what if a monster came and ripped out my bladder?
Me: what? Why are you thinking about that?
Wee Boy: oh I dunno. Just one of those things I guess. But that’d be really bad if that happened because I’d get blood all over my penis