the eugene bean

E: Mom, can I have a fruit snack? (It's noon and I'm getting lunch together as he asks.)

Mom: Nope, you can have an apple or a yogurt with your sandwich. And if you eat your sandwich, you can have some fruit snacks after.

E: (Walking into his bedroom with the poutiest face you've ever seen. Arms folded across his chest, chin down, feet stomping.) This world sucks.

J: Well, thats not a nice thing to say. Anyway, the whole world doesn't suck.

E: Well, this earth sucks.

J: E, it's the only one we got. Can't live anywhere else.

E: I'm living on Mars.

J: Can't live on Mars. You could go to Mars if you get a space ship, but you couldn't breathe once you got there. You need to live on Earth where you can stand outside and breathe.

E: I don't want to live on Earth, I'm living on Mars.

J: Fine. Go to Mars.

E: Fine. Don't talk to me.

J: Fine. I won't talk to you. I'll go talk to Mom.

E: Hey! You're talking to me NOW!

J and E: Huge belly laughs

E: Let's go see if lunch is ready. Then I can get a snack.

J: Yeah, good idea.