I Just Want Darth Vader, No Princess Leia
On my daughter’s 7th birthday we got her some Star Wars action figures. We (meaning that my partner took all the time to find, purchase and wrap the gift but I get to share in the credit) got her a nice set of the classic ones but we couldn’t find Darth Vader and Princess Leia. My partner explains the situation.
“I’m sorry we couldn’t find Darth Vader and Princess Leia.”
“I just want the Darth Vader.”
“But what about Princess Leia?”
“I don’t want her. I don’t like her.”
“But Princess Leia is a girl. I though you’d like a girl character. She’s the only major female character in the movie.”
“I don’t like girls. I hate girls.’
“But you’re a girl.”
“I know. I hate myself too.” She says with a smirk.
“That makes sense because I kind of hate you too” I chime in with a big grin.
“Yeah, I know. Everyone hates me.”
Now to understand this conversation you need to know my daughter has a wicked sense of humor. At seven years old she’s already got the dry, deadpan, absurdist schtick down pat. She knew that was a ridiculous response designed to mess with us and get a rise. We obviously didn’t take the bait.
File Under: My Daughter Has a Very Dry Sense of Humor.