I still, and will always, hate children.
By SEK: What are you doing?
YOUNG CHILD: Huntin’ monsters.
SEK: Monsters? You see some?
YOUNG CHILD: On you.
SEK: On me? Where?
YOUNG CHILD: All over.
SEK: I have monst—
YOUNG CHILD: ALL OVER! ALL OVER! (runs away)
SEK: Of course I do.