A Lazy Sunday Afternoon

19 Sep 2004 /
Superhero dodging a bullet

I’m stretched out on the sofa relaxing while my son walks around revved up from some computer game he’s been playing . . .

“You wanna battle me?” he shouts.

I have no idea what that means, and I’m trying to take a nap, so I let it pass.

“You wanna battle me?” he repeats.

He thrives on repetition.

“You wanna battle me?” he shouts a third time.

“Shut up, will ya? I’m trying to take a nap.”

Long pause . . .

“I’ve just got one question . . .

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