It reminded me of when I was living just across town from my mother and kid brothers a few years back, I'd often have my little brothers crash over on a weekend to stay up late and watch movies that mom doesn't approve of. What follows is as near to verbatim as I can recall ...
Vince (youngest brother, around 9 at the time): Cool you got Grand Theft Auto? Can I play it??
Me: Erm, sure but you CAN'T tell mom okay? If she asks, we were playing WipeoutXL right?
Vince: Right!
*the next day mom stops by to grab Vince*
Mom: Hi guys! Did you have fun Vinny?
Vince: MOM! I beat up a hooker with a baseball bat and took all her money!
Mom: *looks about as impressed as you'd expect*
Me: *facepalm*
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