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Today, I slipped on my son's Hot Wheels cars and fell onto a building made out of Lego. I now have a fractured tailbone and a broken wrist. I called my husband to tell him what happened and all he could do was laugh. My son didn't leave them on the floor, my husband did. FML
I'll bet it was one of those creepy, diabolical laughs, like when the villain's dastardly scheme works out as planned. You've got too many pains in the ass around you.
It wasn’t your son, it was your other child.