I'm always amazed at how much knowledge a teenager can accumulate in so few years on this earth. My friend's 19-year-old brother, for example.
ME: What are you listening to?
19YO GENIUS (removes his iPod earplugs): The Who.
ME: Great choice.
19YO GENIUS: You know them?
ME: The Who? Yes, I know them.
19YO GENIUS: I love "Teenage Wasteland."
ME: Oh yeah -- a classic. Love "Baba O'Riley."
19YO GENIUS: Huh?
ME: "Baba O'Riley."
19YO GENIUS: Who's that?
ME: That's the name of the song.
19YO GENIUS: Which one?
ME: Teenage wasteland. The title is actually "Baba O'Riley."
19YO GENIUS: Nuh uh. It's "Teenage Wasteland."
ME: It probably should be. But trust me, it's not.
19YO GENIUS: I don't think so, dude.
ME: I do.
19YO GENIUS: I have the CD.
ME (no longer giving a shit): Ok.
19YO GENIUS (still giving a shit): Do you have the CD?
ME: Yes. And I had the 8-track, the album, and the cassette. All of them say "Baba O'Riley."
19YO GENIUS: Oh. (pauses) Well, I still think it's "Teenage Wasteland."
God forbid he start listening to Led Zeppelin and wants to argue about titles.