Are you calling me Darling?
|And from the corn, a wild Anna appeared.|
|(I am working a morning shift at a cafe. We are serving breakfast. A little boy and his mother enter the cafe.)|
|Me:||“So, what will it be?”|
|Child:||“I WISH TO DEVOUR THE UNBORN.”|
|(There is a sudden silence and everyone turns to look. The mother looks very embarrassed.)|
|Mother:||“Eggs… he would like some eggs…”|