Sex and Guns (or Guns and Sex)

Yesterday at work a very young kid came up to me, who was probably eight or so, and said "Hey I remember you! I bought the Jungle Book and you said you wanted to read it too."

"Yeah that was me," I said. "did you like the book?"

"It's pretty good but I'm so busy with school and stuff that I don't read it that much."

The kid was holding a hunting game in his hands so I said "You too busy playing video games to read?"

"Huh?"

"You have a game in your hands."

"Oh, I'm not gonna buy it, I just wanted to look at it. I really like the guns."

"Do you?"

"Yeah! I got a shotgun and machine gun and pistol and (insert gun name here(he knew more about guns than I do(which isn't very much)))."

"Do you have them in a video game?" I don't think he understood the question so I moved onto another. "Do you like hunting?"

"I've never been but I wanna go. My dad said he'd take me."

"So your dad hunts?"

"No but he said he'd take me."

"Well you just be careful while using those guns."

"I have a b.b. gun and I know everything about it. You can't mess up with one of those."

"Well you should still be careful."

"Yeah, well I'll talk to you later."

"Take it easy."



Well that was a little weird but something else that through me even more off guard was what happened this morning.

"Hey Steve!"

"Hi Kellie."

Kellie's my seven year old little sister.

"Cat's have a lot of babies."

"Yeah they do."

"When they have sex they can have like four babies!"

"Uhhhhh..."

"Yeah, mom said she saw one have twelve."

"Really?"

"The book I read said that when they have sex they have a whooole lot of kittens."

"..."

"By Steve!"