Apropos of Nothing

In the middle of dinner tonight, after a brief silence, Acorn spoke up.

“I like living lots,” he informed us.

Confused, we agreed that that was good. He continued:

“Because when the dinosaurs were stepping on cars they ate a lots of people. I’m glad I didn’t get eated by a dinosaur.”

So are we all, darling boy.

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