That’s my boy

The kid’s here catching an old Tom and Jerry with breakfast. There was a scene where one of the characters pulls a gun out of a closet. He turns to me, and says “Who would keep a gun in a house?” Crucify me all you want for letting him watch non-politically correct brain drivel before going to school, but I do feel a slight bit of parental validation in his ability to question the illogical.

(I’m expected a posthumous Charlton Heston message any time now.)

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