I Scream Like A Man For Ice Cream

(I am with my 9-year-old nephew taking care of him during the weekend. I am making us some ice cream with some sprinkles.)

Nephew: “Today, I become a man.”

(I serve him his bowl of ice cream.)

Me: “What makes you say that?”

Nephew: “Because…”

(My nephew takes a spoonful of ice cream.)

Me: “Because, why?”

Nephew: “Because real men eat ice cream with sprinkles, right?”

(As he says this, I realize I am eating ice cream with sprinkles.)

Me: “Oh… um… sure?”

Nephew: “Gwar!” *does a manly Viking yell* “I am a man!”

(I strike a muscle-man pose in response.)

Me: “Gwar! We are men!”