“Oh,” my son said. “What if it was ‘When a Cheetah Calls’ and a cheetah comes and kills them all!”
“Yeah,” my daughter said. “What if it was ‘When a Meteor Calls,’ and a meteor phones before it destroys the Earth!”
“Oh,” my son said. “What if it was “When Bloody Man Calls’ and he’s like, ‘I’m Bloody Man and I’m coming to eat you.’”
It’s moments like this when, as a responsible parent, you might try to protect your children.
“I bet Bloody Man is covered in ketchup,” I said to my kids.
“I bet it’s not even real blood. He’d call me and I’d say, ‘Get lost. You’re not Bloody Man. You’re Ketchup Man. What’s so scary about that?’ And he’d get frustrated and hang up.”
My kids sort of laughed at this, but not really. Then they recalled the time I dove in front of the television to save them from a scary movie that wasn’t really on.
