Oh my hell.

My son got off the bus today with a vcr. Not just a vcr, but a huge, clunky, heavy vcr from the 70s. It weighs about 50 lbs. Evidently, one of the teachers was going to throw it out and asked if my son wanted it. Of course he said yes. It took two kids to help him get it on the bus. He was so pleased with himself as they approached my truck after getting off the bus. After he opened the truck door, he realized he had made a bad decision as I yelled, "What the hell are you doing?!?!?!" The buddies that helped him carry the vcr to my truck quickly disappeared.

You see, last month, this same child brought homea 1950's barrel vacuum from school. It is also, big, clunky and worthless. Apparently the school is doing some spring cleaning and my son is taking home all of their old shit.

I made it quite clear today that if he brings home one more piece of junk from school, I will rip his arms off.