I chuckled, "Oh sure.. War is the keyword, I see.". My father is a unique creation of weird genes interacted 64 years ago and somehow managed to form a healthy male on the outside but couldn't effort to sensify the inside. He adores war movies where blood washes the streets, people strangle, torture, machine gun each other with transfixed faces out of violence but claims he cannot stand the gore of horror movies.... but all of these don't change the fact that he knows me quite well to rip me off the after effects of a dream with a reality so appealing.