The pain meds weren't helping with the pain of my current Shingles outbreak, so my doctor put me on a nerve blocker. My seven year old overhead me telling my wife about some of the possible side effects which included potential suicidal thoughts; to which I jokingly added homicidal thoughts as well.
At dinner the other night, my son asked me if I felt like killing anyone at that moment. I laughed and said, "Not now, but I will let you know." Then with all sincerity he replied, " When you do, don't kill me, kill Mom."
Mom was not amused.