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LITTLE KID comes to SEK's door to retrieve the basketball he launched onto SEK's porch.
LITTLE KID: Hi. My basketball landed on your—WOW. You have so many books!
SEK: I know, I'm a tea—
LITTLE KID: ARE YOU A WIZARD?
SEK: Why else would I have so many books?
LITTLE KID: (turning around) MOM HE'S A WIZARD! I MET A WIZARD!
SEK: Let me get you your—
LITTLE KID: WIIIIIIZZZZZZAAAAAARRRRRRDDDDDD!
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...knew it...
Posted by: mxyzptlk | Sunday, 13 January 2013 at 11:07 PM
The next time you have to confiscate a basketball you can say, "Do not meddle in the affairs of Wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger." when you return it.
Posted by: NickS | Monday, 14 January 2013 at 12:49 PM