Overheard on December 26th

The day after Christmas, The Boy had this conversation with my cousin. Note that this was just over twenty four hours after my mom, in a fit of what can only be described as shitflinging lunacy, presented him with a present of six throwing stars.

Cousin: What did you get for Christmas?
The Boy: (shows off the throwing stars)
Cousin: Wow, who gave you those?
The Boy: Grandma
Cousin: She did? What else did she give you, a bazooka? Assault rifle? Grenades?
The Boy: Did she tell you?

And with those four words, my son bested my cousin, a recent engineering graduate, in a battle of wit.