(I have two grown sons, identical twins, who are both married with kids. They have both come back home for Christmas. Living in the highlands in Scotland, the snow can be quite thick, and we have been snowed in. It is time to open the Christmas presents. Both sons have presents for each other, in identical-sized boxes.)
Son #1: “Here’s a present for you.”
Son #2: “And here is a present for you!”
Son #1: “How kind!”
Son #2: “And you!”
(They both proceed to open each others present, which is the exact same thing, a PlayStation console. Even the bundled games are identical.)
Son #1: “Well, brother! You absolutely shouldn’t have!”
(The wives of each of my sons share a knowing look of disdain.)
Me: “What’s the matter?”
Wife #1: “I told my husband that he could not buy himself a games console. It would be a bad influence on the children.”
Wife #2: “I told mine pretty much the same thing.”
Son #1: *chiming in* “But I didn’t buy myself one! My kind brother bought one for me! I can’t be penalised!”
Son #2: “Now, lets get these bad boys set up. I’ll take the TV upstairs, you take the one in the living room.”
Son #1: “And you have my PlayStation network account name?”
(The wives glare at them.)
Son #2: *noticing* “Why, yes, I do indeed happen to have the PlayStation network account details that you HAVE NOT YET CREATED, because how could you? You had no idea you would be getting a PlayStation today! I trust you also have my NOT YET CREATED network name?”
(Both of my sons and their children were hooked on the games for the rest of the time we were snowed in, a good three days. I just told each of the wives to buy themselves expensive jewellery for each other next Christmas.)