My dad asked what movie we wanted to rent. My oldest brother, John, suggested Clockwork Orange.
"We're not getting Clockwork Orange!"
"Dad, it's an art movie!" John pleaded. I didn't know Clockwork Orange but I did know that "art movie" often meant nudity, and my interest was piqued.
"A guy running around with a dildo on his face isn't art!" Dad grumbled. Okay, movie added to my must see list.
"What's a dildo?" my mom asked in her thick Brooklyn accent, triggering a fit of giggles from her five sons.
"SHUT UP!" Dad snapped before explaining calmly to Mom, "It's an artificial penis." triggering more giggles.
"Why do you all know that?!" Mom asked, unleashing a storm of laughs Dad knew better than to even try to quell.
It would be another couple of years before I got to see Clockwork Orange. Totally worth the wait.
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