So my nephew just loves this little oddly shaped baseball field near my house. He loves it even more now that they got rid of a the hockey rink (LOCKOUT) that was mainly used by weeded up skateboaders and people who for whatever reason love to smash glass bottles on cement. In place of the eye sore of a hockey ring (the nets were stolen 15 years ago at least so it had no purpose) a playground was built. Acutally they stoped and several feet of the ill-fated rink remains. Perhaps the glass smashers of my neighborhood have some sort of policitcal clout.
One thing he loves even more then that little ball field is the Transformers. Now I am not talking about the horribly drawn idiotic one shown now. I am refering to the original 1980's series now on DVD. Thanks mainly to his beloved uncle. One episode inparticular in the first season was entitled THE ULTIMATE DOOM. The 3-part epic had Megatron up to his old ticks trying to bring his home planet close to earth in order to take its energy. In order to aid him in his nasty plan he enlisted the help of an evil scientist who planted chips on humans behind their ears in order to make them mindless slaves.
One unlucky lad was Spark Plug the father of Spike. Believe me or not they are actually both humans. So, Spark Plug becomes a mindless slave. My nephew tells me about this show several times over the course of a visit. He even quotes the show and screams like poor Spark PLug does everytime the chip is turned on and his forced to do evil against his will.
So, recently he went to the ballfield with my mother and brothers wife. When he was there another kid showed up to play with his mother. THe kid was an african american boy, and well my nephew decided to quote the worse line he could have from the show.
He ran up to the poor kid and told him he was going to be HIS SLAVE. Of couse this awkard exchange in front of his mother (who was actually white) resulted in my sister in laws face turning redder then a Phillies ball cap.
The mother said something to the effect of not liking that kind of language.
Sometimes I wish I was an autobot. Hmmm...did I think that or type that? Ah, no matter.
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Your poor sister in law. I would have been mortified as well. I can't imagine the embarrassment. I am sure that I have plenty of those things to go through with Hunter though.
From somewhere deep in the Iraqi desert...
That's pretty much what my lieutenant tells me everyday. "You're my slaves!
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