me: I have to help your dad move some theater seats at 2, but we can work on your project later this afternoon.
Boy#1: OK
me: I'm a little nervous about this--we moved three seats on Friday night, and those suckers are heavy. Now we're going to move a row of five. I hope we don't permanently injure anyone.
Boy#1: Can't Boy#4 help you?
me: Uh, no. I believe he's two states away right now.
Boy#1: Well, just remember
Boy#1: If you get hurt doing this and permanently injure yourself
Boy#1: Your sons will put you on an ice floe and gently shove it out to sea
Boy#1: So don't do anything stupid.
He inherited his compassionate nature from me.
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