Because he just can't stop providing material, here's another (more groundbreaking than usual) recent conversation with my 5-year-old son D-:
D-: Why don't you get a Real job?
Me: As opposed to what?
D-: You know... (scrambling now) ...instead of just typing things for people and stuff. A Real Job like being a fireman or building things, or working in a factory or something. A job where you use your muscles to work hard and then you get stronger than you are now... you know? A Real Job like that.
Me: (blank look)
D-: ...Like how when I grow up, I'm going to work throwing dynamite at rocks (referring to an earlier conversation during our drive home from Maine). Something like that.
You may enjoy my previous D- conversations, (2YO daughter) M- conversations, and (wife) J- conversations.