It is time once again for a trek into my past:
Grownups lie to children. They tell them about the Easter Bunny, Santa Claus, and the Tooth Fairy. They tell them about leprechauns, happily-ever-after, and wishing on falling stars. They also tell them wet matches won’t strike. Then the kid burns down the house and everybody is upset.
For the remainder of your weekend, I leave with with proof that The Grownups Wanted Us Dead.