I Named my Son After a Meth Cook

I’d forgotten it all started with a pair of trousers flying through the air of the New Mexico desert. I don’t recall anything much else of Breaking Bad to be fair. Not many if any of the actual scenes. The paradox here is I do remember it being one of the best TV shows I’d ever watched.

I can remember the names. Walter White, aka Heisenberg. Jesse Pinkman. I should remember Jesse as we named our son after him.  

This little fact should probably entail I can remember a lot more from the show than I do. But I don’t. I just kind of remember the gist. 

A little something to note. Yes we did name our son after a crystal meth cook/dealer but if memory serves it was the name we liked. It wasn’t a tribute to Cap n Cooks chemistry skills. 

My 16 year old Louis recently wrapped watching season 5 and the follow up movie El Camino and he’s gone bonkers for it. So I was hit with the urge to rewatch. Five seasons to go. 

And there they are ... the trousers. 

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