when I refused to buy
my son at the age of four
or five,
some toy, or magazine full of
comic book
super heroes, seeing that
he had more
than he could carry, he went
crazy for a few minutes.
turning red,
screaming, begging for
what he wanted. so I picked
him up in the store,
to settle him down, and he
looked at me and said,
dad, I love you, but i'm
mad at you right now.
it almost worked.
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