son: one day, i'm gonna walk on the sun!
father: son, no. no sun, son
*son has arms crossed*
*son is flying towards the sun*
son: hey. kid, no
son: weee, yay!
sun: stay away! stop!
son (is very close to sun): weeeeeeeee!
*son lands on sun with a boop*
*sun is in silence*
son and sun: yay!
Dad should have hidden all of his super advanced space equipment.
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Rough week so far, dang. I'll finish the comic I started Sunday tonight for tomorrow and then we can all celebrate at your house.
Ooo, it smells like I remembered to make food tonight.
My Number 1 Pet Peeve: dying in a horrible fire.
I slept weird last night. I partially blame the five Jr. Cheeseburgers I ate right before going to bed.
Tomorrow is sport day. Mmmmmmm, excited.
Sorry. My legit enthusiasm didn't come through. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH, LET'S PLAY THESE GAMES ALREADY!
Jokes on you, everyone-at-work. I wasn't wearing deodorant all day.