E: "hey daddy! check out my super-master-blaster-super-disturbing-killer-
machine-gun that i just made out of duplos!"
(okay, okay, maybe that was paraphrased, but you get the idea)
M: "ooooooh... that's great, E. but remember we don't have guns in the house and we never, ever point guns at people."
E: "oh, right...."
E: "hey! i've got an idea!"
M: "what's that?"
E: "it could be a love gun! and we could shoot love at everybody!"