Save Me!

So, John Paul, Rebekah, and I are all standing around the kitchen. JP picks up the whistle attached to Laura’s keys. 

JP: I want to try this.

He blows into the whistle.  It’s pretty pathetic.

Me: That’s not very loud.

JP: I think it needs more air.

He blows harder and a loud whistle comes out.

Me: That’s Laura’s ‘Save Me!’ whistle.

JP: Really? I’ve never heard of one of those.

Me: It’s for when you can’t scream loud enough and you’re running down a dark alley being chased by something.  You blow your ‘Save Me!’ whistle and someone comes and saves you.

JP: (nodding) Oh.

Me: Like Superman, or Spiderman, or… Batman. Maybe The Flash.

JP: Mr. Potatohead.

Me: (laughing) Yeah.

JP: Obama...