That's about like me coming home and finding my son Jason stretched out on the floor on his stomach naked held there by ropes tied through eye bolts screwed into baseboards in the four corners of the room. He was blindfolded and thought I was his brother Scott until I spoke, I could see his face was red and I was eating this up I mean, should I let the dog in and smear jelly on Jason's butt? Or use peanut butter,? Then take a picture of it.. I settled for putting a disposable diaper on him then taking a picture when Scott let him up to take him to their room to torture him there...LOL Jason was 14 then and Scott was 15
Those who walk forward always looking back, don't see that which makes them stumble