Caminante Nocturno The mother's patronizing dismissal of her son's cereal request dies on her lips as she turns her head and sees a suspicious box she never bought. Rather than throw the box out or ask the kid where it came from, she just hands it to the smug little bastard.
The Head of John the Baptist "Hi, want some cereal?"
"No thanks mom, I'm going to play catch with dad!"
"Oh honey, your father died in that thresher accideOH MY GOD WHY IS HIS REANIMATED CORPSE IN THE CABINET"
delicatessen "My brother annoyed the shit out of me until I turned him into a dog."