Back in the '80's my mom would slip me some bucks to take my nephew off her hands for a while. I'd take him to Chuck e-Coli and let him loose in the ball room or WTF it was.
I'd be drinking a beer and eating pizza and he'd be going apeshit in the "bounce" room. One time he kicked a ball and made some younger kid cry and we got some mean looks from folks.
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