it was the year 2008 and my grandpa had some golf clubs that his dad had before he passed, and he found some quail eggs out in the backyard in a birds nest! my little stupid ass picked up the eggs and smashed them all over the clubs

THIS MOTHERFUCKER SAW WHAT I DID AFTER I LEFT THE ROOM HE SETTLED DOWN AND BAWLED HIS GODDAMN EYES OUT it was so loud that my mom and bitty (my grandma) woke up and got me into the car

that son of a bitch got out on the porch and continued scream crying! at the time i didnt know what i even did wrong..

but my mom and bitty drove me to mcdonalds to get me a happy meal, and he was calm by the time we got back

The moral of the story is if you do something wrong the sorrow is somebody elses problem