March 26, 2012 3:17:48 PM EDT
Q: *Walks to my wife and kisses her on the forehead.*
M: You, you stole the food? I thought you had given up being a theif.
Q: I know, but it's better than making my family starve. *An arrow blasts through the window and peirces my wife in the heart.* Marria! *Two more arrows pin my kids.* No!! *Falls to knees.*