They don’t have PS3s over there…

Joy had a party on Sunday, and I headed down Saturday night to hang out with the family.

I had brought down a bunch of movies with me, none of which Joy was interested in (she wasn’t even keen on watching my awesome home video of the Dallas trip… the nerve!), but Cody, my nephew, was all for some Kung Fu action.

In one of the movies we were watching, a little Asian village boy had an insect tied to a string, watching it fly around and around.

“What the… What is he doing?” My nephew asked.

“That’s entertainment for him, Cody,” I explained.  “They don’t have PS3s over there.”

“But isn’t that where they make them?”

Oh my.

I couldn’t argue with that.