Poor, poor King Putt. Or maybe I should say King Pout. Because he just threatened to take his ball and go home, because all the mean kids are refusing to change the rules of the game just for him.
Sure, buddy. You can go home. Maybe it'll do you some good to get back to the old neighborhood.
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When I was a young lad, friends in the neighborhood
ReplyDeletewould threaten me about 'going home' if I didn't play their way UNTIL one day my Dad told me to call their bluff-- tell them to get the fuck out!
Perhaps his lesson is why I don't take shit from one one today!
I think I've always instinctively known that particular lesson. Then again, I always preferred to read by myself over playing with others.
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