Dad: "Ok, Johnny, let's see if we can find a game we'll both want to play."
Little Johnny: "Oooo, look Dad, Hearts of Iron. Word War II. You can build planes and tanks and stuff and blow things up and stuff. And you can be Nazi Germany....kewl. And kill Commies....kewl."
Dad: (Glances briefly at HoI box, then discovers the Vicki box) "What's this? Victoria? Great, a game about the Victorian era."
Little Johnny: "The Whoean era?"
Dad: "Well, you can re-fight the Crimean War, for example"
Little Johnny: "The Whatean war?"
Dad: (Growing more excited) "And look at this! One of the ways to win is to industrialize faster and better than anyone else!"
Little Johnny looks at his father for a moment as if certain he has lost his mind and returns to his inspection of the HoI box. "Great, Dad," he mumbles.
Dad: (desperately) And look. You can build a factory to take your cotton and turn it into linen and then build another factory to take the linen and make it into ordinary clothes and then...."
Little Johnny: "Ew.....economics. Micromanagement! Gross me OUT! Ewwwwwwww." (He begins to make choking and vomiting noises.)
Dad grabs the HoI box in disgust, puts Vicky back on the shelf and drags little Johnny (still making rude noises) to the cashier.
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'Nuff said. :rofl: