My house is a bit wild with child-units A, B and C. This is a stolen moment. I actually get to sit down for a few minutes as I have culled the herd and am down to one straggler who's supposed to be in the detoxification unit.
... a few minutes pass ...
Ok. So that back fired.
I had to call the herd cull off.
I now have a full-fledged rodeo-circus, complete with clowns and magic tricks.
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