After-dinner surrealism

Oliver (making smacking sounds): I'm just eating gum.
Me: But you don't have gum.
Oliver: Yeah.
Me: So it's pretend gum?
Oliver: Yeah. It has a flavour.
Me: What does it taste like?
Oliver: It tastes like ... Canada.
Me: ...
Oliver: I was born at Canada.
Me: Oh?
Oliver: It has a lot of old Subaru taxis. They're black and silver and ... no, just black. You can't touch the dusty Subarus. You can touch my cars. Okay?