So I had my son down in the man cave the other night. He's not that much into pins, preferring X-box, but this was one of those rare nights when he was willing to spend a few minutes with me while I played. We were at the TOM. "Dad," he said, "that girl there, on the box, she sure has big..." he fell silent and looked down.

"Big...?" I asked.

"Big hair," he responded, then looked down.

I went to CC next. "Those girls there have big hair, too," he said. I looked at the pictures of the saloon girls, in their low cut outfits, and suddenly it hit me. "How many big hairs do they each have?" I asked.

He looked down and smiled slyly. "They each have two big hairs, Dad." I smiled, starting to understand.

To test my theory, I walked over to the CFTBL. "Does this girl have big hair, son?" He smiled this time, meeting my eyes. "That girl has two really big hairs, Dad," he responded with a twinkle in his eye.

"Maybe," he said after a moment of thought, "I like pinball more than I thought."

He's ten years old.

I guess marketing works.

this has been my favorite thread to start. See, we have to find the humor in our hobby.

had to look that up. I think I'll wait until he turns sixteen for that.

my pleasure. pinball is fun!

Recently I'm in Vegas with my boy, of nine at that time.

We're walking between hotels with his mom. He bends down and picks up one of the discarded cards with a picture of a half naked girl on it.

He asks his mom why the naked girl is on the card. "Some guys are perverts and they like to look at things like that," she responds tersely.

He falls silent, and is silent the rest of the day. Finally, as he's going to bed Mom asks why he's been quiet all day.

He hesitates, then asks; "Mom, would you still love me if I'm a pervert?"

I'll remember that one forever and remind him of it the day he gets married.