Zombiebunny wrote:There was a little girl that I babysat once. I had to get her to go to sleep, but every time I told her to, she'd just stick her tongue out at me and say I'm not the boss of her. That was fun
One time, my neighbor was letting his 2 and 3 year olds play in my yard, which I advised him not to as there is a forge, anvil, hammers, tongs, blades, pliers, shears, torches, igniters, and a container of oil which is used for cooling metal, but, the oil, if I forged heavily earlier, is hot enough to burn off your skin. And I don't want to deal with it if something happens to his kids, but, anyway, his kids are in my yard, I walk outside and he talks to me, gets in his car with his wife, and leaves. With the kids there. So, I feel bad and watch them in his yard, walk to my house to grab a piece of food, return, they've gone in his caravan were renovating full of power tools, it raining, my foot slides on the aluminum deck and I get a piece of steel lodged 3cm deep into my shin and my leg is trapped in this crevice with the metal in the bone and I was stuck there for about 2 hours until he returned. I was frustrated.