Jellybeans, too. One Easter, my then toddler kept bringing me white jellybeans, demanding I open my mouth, then popping them in. At first I thought she just didn’t like the white beans, but after about the 20th, I discovered she was sucking the colored sugar coatings off the beans, then feeding me their naked corpses.

One of the best moments in Spy (and the whole damn thing was pretty great) was just a throwaway line: McCarthy asks Statham where he got his suit, and he says something like, “I fucking made it, didn’t I?”

I don’t get it. They died? She killed them? Fed them to a neighbor’s snake? What?