"No worries mate."

"I wanted you to Kirk them."

"How does Star Trek fit into this?"

*sigh* "It will make sense when you are older."

"...Right, so can I put the gun back in the armoury now?"

"Keep it, it's yours. Maybe you will learn to use it properly someday."

Four decades later..

*laughing her ass off*

"Counting or not counting gang violence?"

"Oh...that's what Satan meant."

*laughs harder*

"I still hate that guy but he has a great sense of humor."