When we moved to a new house when I was seven years old, my parents enrolled me in a small private Christian school called Covenant Love Community. I was one of twelve students in the second grade class, and I quickly learned there was a hierarchy there. You see, there was also a church associated with the private school. Kids whose parents went to the church had been friends since infancy. Then there was me and Jason Hamilton. Neither of us had parents that went to Covenant Love Community Church. We were ostracized. By default, we had to be friends, even though I didn't really like him very much (he kind of smelled bad). One night, I got sent to Jason's house to spend the night. He lived in the next town over, Cortland NY, in Cortland County (which is the county with the highest instances of incest in the country). After playing several hours of rousing video games on his Coleco, we had pizza and his parents asked if we wanted to watch a movie after dinner. They had rented a video called Mr. Baseball. We said yes. Why not?
About halfway through the video, Jason's parents decided that the jokes were too sexual in nature (of course I didn't understand any of the sexual jokes) and they decided it to turn it off. I never saw the end. So now I invite to watch with me both the beginning and the end of Mr. Baseball (Rated PG-13)!
If you decide to watch the trailer (available here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uN_H71V6kZY), you'll notice that not a single joke in it is funny, and there's nary sexual joke in sight! Maybe the Hamilton household saw the trailer and were tricked into thinking it would be wholesome and harmless for less-than-13-year-old boys. Pretty nefarious if you ask me.