Reminds me of a true story.

When I brought my son to the city for the first time, he went out to play with a little boy from Vancouver. He was four years old and had never watched television.

The little boy wanted to play big bird and Ernie. He said that he wanted to be Ernie and that my son should be big bird. Sure says my son, "What kind of big bird do you want me to be, an eagle or a hawk?" I had to break up a very big misunderstanding that was escalating out of control. My son thought that the city kid was trying to **** with his head! Needless to say, my son was very wary about city-kid games after that and proceeded with caution.