We have these stupid kids riding toys. I hate that we have them, and I wish we never did. Plus they're extremely expensive and difficult to sell.
As usual, hellspawns try to the ride the damn things in the store so we've put up signs requesting custys not to have their crotch fruit ride the vehicles. Custy comes in with their little bastards.
Chum Baby: Daddy! Look! *gets on vehicle*
Custy: Don't get on that! The sign says not to ride it!
Chum Baby: *ignores father and continues to ride* It's cool! Buy me it!
Custy: It's not for sale! Now get off it!
Chum Baby: Yes it is! It says $$$! Buy me it! I want it!
Custy: It's not for sale! Now get off!
*Chum Baby ignores father and continues to ride it for a couple minutes. Custy is getting nowhere and threatens to leave.*
Custy: Come on! We're leaving!
Chum Baby: *throws a tantrum* NO! I WANT TO RIDE IT SOME MORE! I WANT TO RIDE IT! BUY ME IT! I WANT IT!
*Custy leaves the demonling in the store and walks out until she finally runs out to find him.
I'm shaking my head really hating how parents handle their crotch goblins. He should've grabbed the kid and yanked her out of there but again that's me.*