Bad boys, bad boys..

We were riding in the car when Robert started talking about calling "Bad Boy Control", and how "Bad Boy Control" had its headquarters in one of the buildings we were driving by. Since he had just kicked the back of my seat for the umpteenth time that day, I assumed "Bad Boy Control" was for him. It turns out that Jonathan had "been bad for sixteen minutes", and he was the one in need of control.

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