Me and my son are taking a spin in my new wheels, a used Presidential "Beast" with 'Trump for President' scored out. For monsters like us, perfect.
"Dad," my son asks, "what's your favourite sport?"
"Monsters like shooting disobedient writers, son. The ones that can't follow instructions. Bullet through both arms at once, great fun."
"Not the head?" the boy asks.
"Doesn't work. They've no brain."
A little further down the road, we stop at a MacMonsters. "Fancy a writerburger, son?"
"Yes, please, dad. Can I have ketchup?"
"Sure, but only a vegan burger bun. Gotta think of the planet."
"Dad," my son asks, "what's your favourite sport?"
"Monsters like shooting disobedient writers, son. The ones that can't follow instructions. Bullet through both arms at once, great fun."
"Not the head?" the boy asks.
"Doesn't work. They've no brain."
A little further down the road, we stop at a MacMonsters. "Fancy a writerburger, son?"
"Yes, please, dad. Can I have ketchup?"
"Sure, but only a vegan burger bun. Gotta think of the planet."
