I work in retail, right. And there's this wonderful thing called ESRB ratings on all the video games that I sell. They tell you the rating of a video game, if's it child appropriate or not, and what makes the game a particular rating. The other day I had two parents, both mothers of children under the age of 10, buy Grand Theft Auto Four, Army of Two, and Scarface for their kids.

Now, kids are slick sometimes (I know; I was once one) and they think their parents might not now about ESRB ratings and what they mean. So they could try and pull a fast one on their parents and ask for these games that are rated M for mature and hope their parents don't notice. We'll I take it upon myself to education my customers, not just take their money, and informed both of these parents about the rating system.

"Did you know this video game is rated M for Mature because of foul language, sexual content, drug use, blood, gore, criminal violence, etc.?"

Their responses: "Oh, yes, I know. That's fine."

... and we wonder why the youth of the nation is the way it is. Thank you Mom and Dad for providing us with the tools that teach us how to kill someone in 12 different ways, how to blow someone's head off with a sniper-rifle, how to hot wire a car, how to prostitute, how to pick up prostitutes, how to snort coke, how to shoot up heroine, and how to curse someone out in Italian.

In other news, my head hurts.

NDosch

To live is Christ, to die is gain!

Phil 1:21