Me:' Hey Nine Year Old, shall we get up to mischief when your parents go out tomorrow night?'
Nine Year Old: 'Yeah ! We're gunna burn the house down!'
Fast forward - tomorrow night.
Parents walking out door.
Door: 'Slam!'
Me yelling downstairs:'Hey Nine Year Old! Where are the matches?'
Nine Year Old: 'Nah, I don't want to burn the house down. I'm busy -watching a film.'
Killjoy.
|
|---|
