Weird S#!t That Casey Says: Volume 24, Chapter 9.

Tonight, I was cutting up bits of chicken for Mackenzie's dinner tray when she wandered in to see what I was doing.  I wasn't particularly worried about her proximity, as she's only about 2 feet off the ground and I'm, like....a grown-up.  But Casey came running into the kitchen, blocked her path with his workbench hammer, and said, "MOM!  You have to be careful!  You're going to cut her head off!  And then she won't have any head, and there will be no CHRISTMAS!!  But.... if you're berrrrry berry careful, and you don't cut her, then.... WE CAN STILL.  HAVE.  CHRISTMAS!!  WOO-HOOOO!!"  And off he ran with his hammer, undoubtedly to continue to save the world.  And Christmas.

The End.