Me: Did you get bit by a dog?
Linus: No. A bird landed on my foot.
Eileen: When daddy buries Linus our house will be a graveyard.
Me: Wait, what? Are you planning to off your brother?
Eileen: Mm hmm.
Robin: How 'bout....
Robin: Bus! (as in the Pigeon says, let me drive the bus!)
Girl in a tree. Perhaps surveying possible burial plots?
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