Troy: “Dada, I have a crocodile at school named ‘Croco.’”
Me:
“Well, that seems like an appropriate name for a crocodile.”
Troy:
“No, crocodiles don’t have names.”
Me:
“How do you know? Maybe it’s just that nobody ever asked them what their name
was. They could have ordinary names like ‘Bob,’ or ‘Henry,’ or ‘John.’ Or they
could have unusual names like ‘Zanzibar’ or ‘Balthazar.’ Or they could have
gross names like ‘Mud Tongue,’ or ‘Slime Licker,’ or ‘Fish-Poop Eater.’”
Troy:
“No, my crocodile is just named ‘Croco.’”
Me:
“Well, that’s a good name too, bud.”

No comments:
Post a Comment