Dex was telling John at dinner today about his sad choice at school today. How a friend at school had a car and was wrecking everything, and broke Dexter's road. And how Dexter hit him. And I said "So how'd that work out for you?"
"PRETTY GOOD!" he said enthusiastically. "He stopped wrecking things and cried instead."
John had to leave the table go stand over the kitchen sink, so as not to spew his mouth full of water all over everybody at the table...
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