While at a birthday party the other day I was horsing around with a young, he's ten years old, friend of mine. We were sword fighting with some cheap plastic light sabers.
As soon as he got the upper hand on me, I said in my best Darth Vader voice, "Noah, stop."
"Why?," he asked.
I said, "Because I'm your father."
He recoiled in horror and said, "No! No, you're not! You're not my dad!"
I almost explained the whole Star Wars thing to him so he would get the joke but it was like 90 degrees with 125% humidity so I let it go and went inside to drink some sangria.