Sorry Dad

So the other day it was about 125 degrees out, Cheez Whiz and I attempted to play some tennis but we almost died and retreated to the safety of the AC and weekend movies on TV. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 1 and 2 were on. It never dawned on me until that day that our parents all must have thought we were fucking retards. Cheez Whiz pointed out he can only imagine what our parents would have thought sitting through this crap. The above scene is what really set this thought process off but it is true. These movies are part of my childhood as much my family or elementary school was. I loved the movies then and can say I love them now, never did I look at them as ridiculous as I might look at children's movies now, they were just normal and we loved them. But an adult in the early 90's must have thought their kids were on acid or something. Who thinks this stuff up and who enjoys it. I am surprised my dad didn't take me to a therapist after seeing this movie. I can't imagine what got him through sitting in a theatre throught this. Every 5 minutes he must have been looking over at me while I was enchanted by the turtles on the screen, and rolled his eyes, shook his head, checked his watch and contemplated leaving me in theatre. Not only are there ridiculous people in animal costumes fighting, there is cheesey comedy too! So I am sorry Dad. Thanks for taking me to all these movies and not leaving me in the parking lot to be raised by vagrants and hobos. Especially after the final scene with Vanilla Ice (I am most sorry about this) :