I went to pick up my lovely, little girl at school. While waiting there outside in the courtyard this little kid came out justa swinging his bag. His mom was there and he walked right by her. She pipes up and says, "Don't you walk across that street alone."
He keeps walking.
"I'm telling you. If you walk across that street, I'm whoopin' yer tail."
Looks back, smiles. Keeps walking.
"I mean it. And I'm tellin' yer daddy. He'll getcha too."
Walks right across.
"Put your bag in the back seat."
Puts his bag in the trunk. Get's in the car and comes out with a candy bar.
"Don't eat that. It's melted."
Proceeds to open it.
"I mean it. Don't eat it. It's melted."
Gobbles it right up. Walks back smiling the whole way.
"When you get home yer in trouble."
I guaran-f'ing-tee you she took him to McDonalds and bought him a cone and did nothing to him when he got home.
I almost friggen lost it.