The only time my middle brother was ever busted was for an anti-war rally at the ROTC at UConn. He was under 16 so they didn't know what to do with him. Dad had to go pick him up. No lecture, no nothin'.
Considering my son is a toddler not yet four years old, we'll have to bond over milk and choo-choos. He does, however, know how to toast glasses and railroad slang, so there's that...
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