A bizarre conversation I had today.
Dad: If you had to kill either your true love, or five members of your family, which would you kill?
Me: My true love. Five deaths are worse than one. You?
Dad: The same.
(PAUSE)
Unless it was a lizard.
Me: What, then you'd kill your family?
Dad: Yes.
(PAUSE)
Lizards are NICE.
(PAUSE)
They are FRIENDLY. NOT uneasy. (PAUSE)
Me: ... Dad... are you ok?
