Troy: “Dada, why is the skeleton across the street screaming?”
Me: “Well, it’s because she has to look into the sun with no sunglasses all afternoon. You’d be screaming too. ‘Aaaaahhhh, my eyes! It’s burning my eyes! It’s like a car crash! It’s horrible, but I can’t look away! I can’t even blink, because I don’t have any eyelids! My eeeeeeyyyyyyyes!’”
Troy [giggling]: “My eeeeeeyyyyyyyes!”

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