We were at the grocery store with one of those stupid car carts because they had been banned from them for a month earlier and I figured that it was time to try again. We were in the canned foods aisle picking up food for the food drive, when I heard Tornado E shouting at the top of his lungs.
Tornado E: Stop touching my penis! Stop touching my penis!
I investigated to see Tornado S had his hands on the wheel, and Tornado E was just having fun. Ever have a moment when you couldn’t figure out if you wanted to scream or beat a child? I pulled Tornado E out of the cart and quietly explained why we don’t say things like that in public when they are not true. Then he marched next to me for the rest of the grocery trip.
There has to be an easier job out there.