You can always tell a dead nazi household. It contains conversations like the following:
"I want to relax and watch a movie tonight."
"Sure thing... how about Schindler's List?"
"Oh good, just what I was thinking."
And so it is watched, and all of the documentaries too.
Maybe next we watch Swing Kids.
(Also, we own too many pairs of boots here. Closets fill so easily... we're always tripping over them. Boots boots boots. But are there ever really too many boots?)