Role-playing Warrior Pillows

'Down to 43 hit points? ?have you been fighting again?'

"Do you want to play doctorate?"

"To torture an insect or not to torture an insect, that is the question."

"These aren’t the droids you’re looking for."

"Do you want to pretend to be a doctor and I'll pretend to be a hotshot civil litigation attorney who sues you till your ears bleed?"

"I'm sure you'll grow into it, darling."

"Shall we start with an icebreaker?"

"I’ve tried to make this as painless as possible ... clearly I’ve failed."

"He likes it."

Billy. The Kid.

"Go away, he's not done playing Cowboys and Indians yet."

"We're playing doctor. Do you have any old magazines for our waiting room?"

"No Frodo, we are still many leagues from Mordor. This is from a wildfire by I-5 west of Bakersfield."

'Don't bite it.I have to check Daddy next.'

"An actor, you say? Guess you caught the acting-like-a-waiter bug."

"The Langmore Regional High School Inner Debate Team"

"My hackers just collapsed your country's economy."

"Go ahead. This one seems too arrogant."

Little Princess.

'OK, so I fumbled. Now can you cure it or not?'

'How do you like my fantasy weekend so far?'

So I'm "cheap." It's a perfectly good word. And it aptly describes my interest in conserving resources. I suppose we could call you "thrifty." Heavens no! And waste two whole letters? I see we've only wasted one whole tea bag.

"Shootout at the Soapy Canal"

Kid with 'Little Wellness Facilitator' kit

"We're never going to resolve this if you won't get your own sword."

"When I ask questions, I expect answers!"

Little doctor.

'I'm not playing 'Bride and Groom' unless you sign this pre-nuptial aggreement!'

"Our Rupert has swopped his gaming console for bagpipes...it gets us out of the house more often."

Wouldn't it be cool if we could live in the Middle Ages, Randy? We could roam the countryside on horses and carry swords. We could hang out in taverns and drink ale, maybe earn enough coin to hire a hero … Then we could go on a quest. Maybe slay some golems. I think it's a real sign of intellectual maturity that we haven't even mentioned maidens yet. Real Middle-Ages maidens would eat you for breakfast.

"What part of 'giddyup' don't you understand?"

'Isn't he supposed to sit on your shoulder Captain?'

"I'm just saying, maybe we wouldn't need the swords if we didn't wear these clothes."

"You're never a superhero in your own backyard."

Math Camp. I should have read the brochure more carefully before I signed up -- It says "Go on an add-venture and have sum fun"!