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aldremech texted me tonight asking for a story, and he got one. I hope it's okay with him to share it with you. Now gather around and don't push-- Bender99, stop hitting Texaspsych! Do you brats want a story or not??? Okay then.

Once upon a time there was a princess named... Strawberry. Strawberry had a very nice job which she liked a lot, except for one thing. The trolls. Tiny, evil, incontinent trolls. This couldn't be helped, since she worked at a store that sold troll clothes, but it was often annoying all the same. One day when the princess Kiwi-- I mean, Strawberry, was closing the store, she discovered a lovely surprise atop the troll changing station. Plastic disposable underpants full of troll poo! Princess Strawberry very nearly threw up. Then she grew a pair (not literally) and threw away the poo-pants. Then she got a million dollars for braving troll poop. The end!

What's the moral of the story? Folks reading along at home, please, please, please... pick up your kid's crap. Some of us get far too little money to have to touch baby shit that comes from a baby we do not know and love.
Oh, and moral #2 is that someone should give me a million dollars.