Published Dec 10, 2005
Actual conversation heard outside the Baja Fresh:
7-year-old boy: Let’s play Halo!
5-year-old boy: Yeah, Halo! Bang! Boom!
7-year-old boy: I’ll be the Master Chief
5-year-old boy: And I’ll be the aliens!
7-year-old boy: (pretending to hold machinegun) Brrrap! Brrrap!
5-year-old boy: (wielding straw like an energy blade) Zzzzhew! Zzzzhew!
7-year-old boy: Brrrap! Brrrap!
5-year-old boy: Aaah! (dies, respawns)
7-year-old boy: Brrrap! Click! (Imitates reloading machinegun) Chunk! Brrrap!
5-year-old boy: Aaah! (dies, respawns)
7-year-old boy: Brrrap! Brrrap!
5-year-old boy: Zzzzhew! Zzzzhew!
Son, when I was your age, we played secret agent, we had cap guns that went bang! bang!, and we never, ever, reloaded. Just like in the movies. Times change, huh?