In The Night Show me parents that sacrifice for their children, expecting in return only a heartwarming smile, and Ill show you two sick, twisted people named Ward and June Cleaver. The Beave could use the automatic nail gun left lying around after he and Ward finished building the birdhouse to rocket 300 nails accidentally into Wards forehead, and Ward would stumble away smiling, knowing in his heart, it was all the thanks he needed for teaching the Beave important woodworking skills. Luckily, I know MY sacrifices are appreciated, as I was assured during a recent Musical Bed Game. This was my intestines speaking.
Intestines have little or no bargaining skills.
Returning to my bed. Luckily, he awoke by himself and didnt even wonder about the ice cubes in his jockeys. But I know the truth was, like a pig sniffing for truffles, she smelled a bed vacancy. Kids will do anything to scam their way into their parents bed. She then renders them immobile by clamping herself to them, using 50 or 60 of her legs, all of which except two she hides by morning.