OK. Great. Now I have to fight this guy and the ice cream is going to melt.
OK. Great. Now I have to fight this guy and the ice cream is going to melt.
In the end, I’m proud to say, no tables were flipped.
Our minds are littered with thoughts that begin with “when I was a kid…”
Snap at a friend and they dismiss it. Do the same to your kid, they’ll bring it up at Thanksgiving when you’re 60.