Lil brother lost his TV/gaming privileges for talking too much at school today. Upon learning his punishment, he barricades himself into his room and begins to vociferioulsy denounce the unfairness of a universe that conspires against the innocent and misunderstood in a non-stop stream of invective (mumble-bitchin' is the southern term for it). Although big kid and I are downstairs, we are able to make out bits and pieces of lil brother's sad/angry monologue (...while giggling to ourselves).
Big kid: Have you noticed how lil brother talks to himself when's he mad? At least he's not gonna need a therapist!
Do you know how nice it is to get some good news on a Monday? Glad to know we're dodging the therapy bullet. Big kid said so.
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