For some reason this reminded me of my brother Vinny. Once my aunt Molly was going to take us to the beach but told us she had to clean her friends’ family’s house really quickly before we got going. Mind you, we were standing in the middle of the house which was VERY, VERY messy and filled with the family. Vinny loudly proclaimed, “This place is a hole! We are never going to the beach!”
Until they are old enough to be slaves .