Transformers

This conversation happened on the way home today:

Drake: Flynn, what do you transform into?
Flynn: A baby monster.
D: Then what do you transform into?
F: A stop sign.
D: Then what do you transform into?
F: A car.
D: Then what do you transform into?
F: Mud.
D: Then what do you transform into?
F: Ummm...

This was when I stopped listening; I couldn't hear over my own stifled laughter.  It went on for at least ten more random items into which Flynn transforms.