I give up.

This morning the boys were unusually energetic- even for 7 year olds, even for 6am. They're bouncing around on the sofa, crashing cars and action figures, killing, dying, trying to figure out whether I can hear them so they can use swear words. I have a headache. Suddenly I hear one of them say "Ha Ha I was on a  date with Michael Jackson!!".

That's it. Enough. "WHO SAID THAT!?"...

 they reply "whosaidwhatnow?"

"Do either of you know who Michael Jackson is?"

"umm, he's a stupid singer?"

"Do you know he's dead?"

"uh, yeah, we know"

"Do you know he was a pedophile? Do you know what a pedophile is?"

"yeaahhhh, um... noooo...."

"He did dirty nasty painful things to children! Especially little boys like you!". "NO MORE JOKING ABOUT MICHAEL JACKSON IN THIS HOUSE!"

"Oh, ok..."... ... ... ... "Um, can we still make fun of Justin Bieber?"