Alrighty then
Babysat Billy last night. 7:30 is shower time, which - like most 9 year olds - he loathes. I was sitting in the living room when I started hearing grunting from Billy's bedroom. This was followed by a few urgent whispers, more grunting, a thump.
"Billy? Are you getting in the shower?"
"I CAN'T!"
"Why not?"
"I'm battling my reflection in the mirror!"
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Apparently you post it on the internet and wait for him to turn 13 and hate you for it.
Hey, I've seen the Matrix; I know how funky mirrors can be...
dude...get that kid help...pronto.
A little Ritalin will set him straight.
Drug the children!
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