My nephew used to have an absolute hissy fit whenever I took him shopping and refused to get him whatever he wanted - I blame my screaming sister. One day in Waitrose, my nephew in hand, we observed an absolute demon of a child screaming wailing, shaking and sobbing, screaming uncontrollably:
"mummy, mummy, why, mummy, aho ugh a ugh, waaaah, mummy!"
On and on he went, throwing himself into the shelves, wiping products off the shelves and smashing them to the floor.
"WAAAAAAH, ugh-ugh-ugh, MOMMY WAAA MOMMY, WHY MOMMY!"
My nephew, staring at the scene, this ungodly outburst.
I noticed him transfixed, shocked at what he was witnessing, I leant down and whispered in his ear
"That reminds me of you when you don't get your way."
My nephew stood there for a while, processing I think, then turned and caught up with me as I continued my shop.
"Can I get some chocolate?" he asked.
"No you can't (you little cunt)" I replied.
"Ok." He accepted, for the first time, without fuss.
For the betterment of Casinogrounds as a whole I vote we allow Jchneo to rant and rave,
for we are all nephews and nieces,
(and little cunts)
.