Me: Jeremy, you need to go on a mad crazy fly massacre.
Ellie: Kill the buggies, Daddy!
Me: (As Jeremy is deftly killing two at a time in mid air) I HATE flies, I HATE them worse than cockroaches. I would rather have cockroaches right now than these damn flies. At least roaches have the decency to run away when you enter the room.
Jeremy: Yeah, but it's that ballsiness that I kind of admire about the flies. They got Moxie. They'll do a kamikaze fly by right in front of the swatter. Roaches are just chickens. Flies have balls.
Ellie: Flies have paws
Me: Yeah, I guess you're right, but I STILL hate the flies. And you ARE going to clean up that one you just smeared across the window right?
Jeremy: No, he's staying there as a warning to any of his buddies who dare to enter. THIS MAY HAPPEN TO YOU.
Me: Ummmmm, you're cleaning that up RIGHT?