Momma don’t let your boys grow up to be John McClane

While I was working today a young child who was probably 5 or 6 runs into my store being chased by his apparently angry mother. This isn’t an unusual sight so I continue to go about my duties. I turn back around to ask another customer if they needed any help and I hear from around corner: “Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker!“. I take quick peak to see what all the commotion was about and I see the apparently angry mother from before now trying to hold on to her struggling child who was letting loose a string of “Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker!” “Pinko bitch!” and “Motherfuckin’ motherfucker!”.

As she struggles to drag her child out of the store an obviously embarrassed gentleman (most likely the father) joins them and they precede out. My co-worker, obviously shocked by the event, turns to me and asks “What the hell was that?“. The father turns back to us and with a defeated look on his face responds “TV in his room…Die Hard…2”

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