Now that the television season is over and all of our shows are on summer hiatus, my husband and I have been looking for something new to watch in the evenings. We really like crime procedurals, so we’ve started watching two new series: “Lie To Me”, and “The Mentalist”. Of course, all these shows tend to follow some predictable patterns, so my husband and I have been amusing ourselves by listing all the “morals of the stories” as we see them repeated over the course of the two shows.
“See,” he said, as we finished watching another episode, “what did I tell you? If your lawyer tells you to shut up, then you need to do what he says and shut up.”
“Yep,” I agreed.
“Also,” he continued, “don’t lie to the police.”
“Right,” I agreed.
“They will catch you.”
“And,” he concluded, “if you’re gonna rape your daughter, and then kill her because she stops you from raping her, don’t keep a gun in your house that your wife can shoot you with.”
“We should write these down,” I suggested.
“Hm, well,” he said, “that last one might have been a bit specific.”