When my kids were young, the wife would holler at me to get only DVDs from Disney. I would comply after a few instances of her invading my fortress of solitude, the “Man Cave” and reading me the riot act. When my kids grew into adults, they accuse my DVD choices as a form of waterboarding. I guess being forced to view “Benjy,” “Flubber,” “Lilo & Stitch,” and etc. a few hundred times can be torturous. I told them to go blame their mother and retreated back into my “Man Cave” where my video game and beer were waiting!