Bo and I were playing Angry Birds on the Ipad a few nights ago. After several rounds, he asked if we could "watch" some music, so I logged onto Netflix, and started to search the concert movies they listed. Nothing too compelling, so we settled on Motley Crue's Carnival of Sin, and hit the stream button. After a short "clay-mation" clip, the concert started.
A midget in a scary clown mask was dancing around the stage doing his best to pump the crowd up...we were hooked. Then a box appeared on stage, and the lid lifted up. A girl in a string bikini crawled out of the box, and started to seduce the audience...much like stripper would. I was a little worried at that point. Then, a second girl in a string bikini crawled out of the box, and the two of them began seducing each other...we were hooked again. After some sexual back and forth, the two girls bent over the box from either side and began french kissing each other.
I was brought back to reality by Bo saying, "Daddy."
"Yes, Bo," I replied.
Without pulling his eyes from the Ipad screen, he said, "They're sisters, right?"
"We can only hope," I responded.
