Butt baby learns the horrible truth

The Force is strong in this one.

I'm watching a little Fox & Friends this morning on FNC while putting some cinnamon square cereal in a bowl for my four year old and taking a sip of coffee when I'm confronted with Lord Vader jamming blood red pabulum into the mouth of his son. "I am your father" - the shocking and revolting words uttered by Darth Vader, master of the Dark Side, to his idealistic son who he has just spent the better part of two feature length films trying to kill, who's hand he has severed with a light saber, who's hanging by a thread above the abyss. "If you only knew the power of the Dark Side... Join me... We'll rule the galaxy as father and son." And what does Luke Skywalker do when presented with this horrible truth? See for yourself:

But this young tyke doesn't have just one psychotic, planet destroying, crypto-Nazsi dad - he's got 2! Imagine the horror and mental anguish he will experience when he finally comes of age and realizes that his formative years have been shaped by two Sith Lords who've been working as henchmen for the emperor to enslave the entire universe. Good luck little guy and remember, the Rebel Alliance is waiting for you.

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