Today at work I watched a mother check out with her 2-3 year-old son on a self check-out lane. The child, as a typical child, climbed around on the self check-out bagging area, thus interrupting the mother's checking out. So, she grabbed him and yelled, "Get the fuck off that. What the hell is wrong with you?" and smacked his little wrists. It was
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