A friend of mine's son wanted an arsenal of about six dozen eggs for Mischief Night. The kid's mother indulged him. My friend (his father) had a fit. He finished his tirade with "If you wind up in the hoosegow, don't call me for bail money." lol
Who needs kids? I enjoy them vicariously through my parental type friends' pain.
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