My sister and I share a room. Today we were watching Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. My sister was playing with her toy horses and called "Come here, Tw*l*ght!" Immediately, I gasped defensively. When I asked her, enraged, if she named one of her horses Tw*l*ght, she responded, "Yeah, it's the headless one" and pointed to the horse that had its head torn off. My sister is destined for great things.