Larger Hooligan recently scored tennis shoe roller-skates at a garage sale (see figure 1).
Me: "Go and get those red rollerblades, they will fit you perfectly!'
SH: "Huh? Those rollerblades suck!"
"No they don't. They are FINE."
"The straps always come right off."
"No they don't. Go get them"
"Well, they have spider webs and spiders on them!" (from dis-use)
"Just wipe them off! See, they are great!"
(After sliding the rollerblades on to a perfect fit) "Oh, I think I was thinking about my old ones."
"Let's go get your helmet and pads."
"Goodbye friendly father."
"Goodbye friendly son." (see figure 2)
Five minutes later:
"EMERGENCY! EMERGENCY! [The larger hooligan] scraped his knee and needs the BIG kind of bandaid!!"
Believe it or not, this actually got the Hooligan's Mother off the couch and out to the street, where she administered first aid.