Car talk . . .

Me: Harrison, tell me about this picture you drew at school on Friday.

H: It's a picture of a lady who is singing opera and a guy throws an army grenade at her and there are 6 blood splats.

Me: Oh, nice. Did you do this in school?

H: Yep. It was free drawing time in art. I can draw whatever I want.

Me: I'm surprised. Maybe "he" shouldn't have thrown a grenade at her.

H: Well, she was binging REALLY bad.

Me: You got me. What if I sang really bad?

H: Maybe, I'd throw a pineapple at your head.

Me: Thanks.

H: No problem.