Actual conversation over dinner at our house tonight:
Allison: What kind of fish is that you are eating?
Me: Tilapia.
Allison: What kind of fish is that?
Me: The kind that you eat.
Allison: Where do you fish for those?
Brett: They’re farm raised.
Allison: They grow them on a farm? And then they KILL THEM TO EAT THEM? That’s so mean!
Brett: That’s what they do with chickens and cows.
Allison: Oh. Yeah. It just seems so mean. I would hate that job. Killing fish. Being a fisherman. How do you know when they are old enough to kill?
Brett: When they get big enough.
Trent: Hey, when you turn 100, you die.
Nice, huh?
