Kids are, and say, the damnedest things
By Child of a blood relative of SEK’s roommate, upon learning that SEK’s not a blood relative of his roommate:
CHILD: So, do you have a last name?
SEK: No, actually, I was born without one.
CHILD: God let you do that?
SEK: Yes.
CHILD: Can you get him to take mine back? I want mine to be ‘Pouncing Cat.’
SEK: I’ll see what I can do.