{"id":5406,"date":"2014-02-14T13:54:44","date_gmt":"2014-02-14T21:54:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/?p=5406"},"modified":"2014-02-14T13:55:08","modified_gmt":"2014-02-14T21:55:08","slug":"of-gummi-bears-treachery","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/2014\/02\/14\/of-gummi-bears-treachery\/","title":{"rendered":"Of Gummi Bears &#038; Treachery"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Is it still a conspiracy theory if you know they&#8217;re out to get you?<\/p>\n<p>The boys have started to delight in (hilariously loudly) whispering little plots to one another, generally having to do with some pending attack on Dad-O or gambit to score forbidden treats. Here, after they&#8217;d twisted my arm into buying them some Taco Bell schlock, I overheard Finn whispering, &#8220;Hey Henry, let&#8217;s pour fiery sauce into Dad-O&#8217;s brain to make him go bananas!&#8221; In a similar vein they&#8217;ve taken to attacking my &#8220;six&#8221; (aka butt\u2014&#8221;six&#8221; being fighter pilot shorthand for one&#8217;s six-o&#8217;clock position). Most amusingly, when I bust them (to their delight), they invariably claim, &#8220;Oh, we&#8217;re just talking about gummi bears &#038; tasty snacks.&#8221; Snacks, my butt! \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/conspirators.jpg\" alt=\"Conspirators\" width=\"530\" height=\"530\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-5407\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/conspirators.jpg 530w, https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/conspirators-200x200.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/conspirators-300x300.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 530px) 100vw, 530px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Is it still a conspiracy theory if you know they&#8217;re out to get you? The boys have started to delight in (hilariously loudly) whispering little plots to one another, generally having to do with some pending attack on Dad-O or gambit to score forbidden treats. Here, after they&#8217;d twisted my arm into buying them some [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5406","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-photos"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5406","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5406"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5406\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5409,"href":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5406\/revisions\/5409"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5406"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5406"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jnack.com\/micronaxx\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5406"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}