Power. Control. How much of it have I got? Not much. If I could get more, would I want it?
I like to think that if I was an Egyptian pharaoh I would’ve used my total unlimited god-like power … in a nice way. When my son called me a dick potato, I was somewhat aghast. I had no idea what a dick potato was, but it didn’t sound good. Turns out … according to him. “You know how potatoes are called ‘taters? Well, a dick potato, is like a dick ‘tater, but they’re more of a dick and more of a potato.”
How did this happen? My own subjects … err, I mean children, consider me a dick potato.
Directed by Bob Franklin