So there she was, all of five and a crumpled ice cream cone. What was it, really. Carelessness? Clumsy, sticky fingers? Too much grip, too little hold?
So what do you want me to do with you now
(silence)
Pick it up.
Give it to me.
I'm sorry.
You mean you can't hold it right. You don't know how to hold a cone?
sorry, daddy.
(silence)
(silence)
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the guy's a dick
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