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When I was a kid, I went with my dad to see all the Sylvester Stallone movies. Ol' Papa McGee loved Stallone movies, and thought he could do no wrong. Then came that fateful day early in 1992 when we trudged out in the cold to see the gut-bustingly funny comedy Stop! Or My Mom Will Shoot.

I had warned my dad. "Dad," I said. "Siskel and Ebert said it was awful and we shouldn't waste our time or money." "Yeah, but what do they know?" my dad replied, satisfied in not needing hoity toity film critics telling him where to get off.

"Two for, uh, the one with Stallone, there," my father said to the man selling tickets to ten theaters worth of films as if he hadn't proudly told my stepmother we were heading out to see Stop! Or My Mom Will Shoot just fifteen minutes prior. We settled in for a good time, and emerged into the cold February afternoon wiser men.

"That was the worst f*cking movie I've ever seen, pardon my language," he said, forgetting that many of those "good" Stallone movies he and I had seen together used that word liberally. "I don't know why I thought that was gonna be so funny. It had a good set-up, there, with the lady from Golden Girls, but that was just awful."

I'd like to think that might've bought us out of having to see Cliffhanger several months later, but my dad fell for it again. Oh dad, never change. "Don't worry son, I never have and I never will."

What does this have to do with Kim Kardashian, you wonder? And to you I say, exactly.

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