Spare him his life from his pork sau-sa-geees

Families can be cruel.

So this is, what, season six of The Sopranos? Seven? There's been a lot of them, anyhow, over just as many years.

So I'm in the kitchen Sunday night, making Belovèd some hot chocolate, singing along to the theme song. And I finally asked, after all those years, "What the hell is a 'Boom Boom' anyway?" And why would you get one in your eye?

LENNY:
My eye! I'm not s'pposed to get boom boom in it!

As I said: merciless.

Almost on a par with the recent realization, after seven years, that those schoolyard monitors the kids were always bitching about were not called "Yard Doodies" after all.

As I'm always telling them: I like my version better.

HUMILIATION UPDATE: my wife did come up with an answer for me, day after. Apparently, when she was a very little girl, her grandma would ask her "You do? Is it a 'boom-boom' you need, or just a tinkle?"