"In the name of Thor the Mighty, I hereby void your warranty, and send you back to God!"
I love
random battle cries.
The other day, I had to tell the Little Fayoumis that "Responsible for genocide" was actually not a good battle cry. (Well, it's a
great battle cry; it's also a
bad battle cry.) Responsible for that battle cry:
The Crow soundtrack.
On the bus this morning, a woman probably younger than 30, with two small children 4 and up. Kids are being subduedly rowdy to each other back there with her, under control but notable to the Parental Ear. She wound up telling one kid to
stop singing the Rob Zombie and White Zombie, and to
please sing something else. I quashed the impulse to suggest Marilyn Manson to the kid. I probably looked freaky enough.
