Scene- watching a football movie on a lovely fall afternoon while working on a custom chainmail order. Settled into the giant comfy couch, pupsplats everywhere when I suddenly realize dinner’s a thing.
Me: Hey, how does pizza sound?
Rick: Twist my arm.
Me: What kind do you want?
Rick: The good kind.
Me: I could stab you with my pliers.
Rick: I could stab you back.
Me: My hope is that you’d be bleeding too heavily to formulate a defense.
Rick: Bah, all I have to do is miss the kidney. Don’t want to put stepdad out.
Welcome to my world, folks.