John: Dad! I need you to sign this permission slip saying I can watch Saving Private Ryan.
Me: Oooh, fantastic movie, but that opening scene…wow, that’s somebody’s intestine.
Repressed!Dad: Why? Are there nudies?
Me: Oh gross.
John: It’s about D-Day!
Me: They didn’t stop to have sex on the beaches of Normandy.
Repressed!Dad: Well, I don’t know, it’s Hollywood.
Colleen: Well, of course you have a collective memory about the ’60s…