Finishing up the final Lord of the Rings movie last night, both of us quite emotional. Finally that pesky Gollum gets his and we are both relieved.
A few minutes later, all is calm, a bit of time to reflect before returning to the Shire.
"I'm sure glad Smeagol got dead!" he says.
"Yup," I say.
He was a bad guy!
Yup.
He was a mean guy!
Yup!
He was a son-of-a-bitch!
"Jude?!!"
"What?"
"You can't say that. Where'd you hear that?" Was there swearing in Lord of the Rings? At school? We maintain a healthy awareness of swearing, but neither of us is perfect. We do not tend to say SOB, however; somehow it is more fitting of our elders.
"Honey... you'll get in trouble if you say that... not here, but in school and stuff, okay?"
"Okay! I didn't know!"
"Well, where did you hear that?"
He doesn't know. Can't remember. Jesus, honey, where? Who says that anymore?
"The Princess Bride, okay?!"
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