ACIMH: The one where I prove how twisty my brain is…
Okay, if you’re here, you KNOW my brain is twisty . . .ACIMH*
So, we were talking about murder weapons in the car while going to get ice cream the other night, as one does. And I — mystery writer — said that anything could be a murder weapon. Navy Guy disagreed. Guess who won? 
Me: Anything can be a murder weapon.
NG: That’s clearly not true.
Me: I’m a writer. I can kill anybody with anything (on paper, obvs).
Ninja: She really can. Trust me, Dad.
NG: No. Cooked spaghetti.
Me: Tie the guy to the chair. Force his head back. Stuff the deadly pasta in his nostrils and down his throat until he can’t breathe and suffocates. BOOM.
NG: Sometimes, you terrify me.
Me, smiling: You’re welcome.
* Actual Conversation In My House
Ooooh, this sounds like a good game to play. pick any and I mean ANY weapon and you come up with a victim’s cause of death. Sound fun to me. Or better yet, how about think of a weapon that’ll literally bored him/her to death.
Well done.