Hey son.
Yeah?
You need to get rid of these old dirty... shoes.
Well, I don't feel like-
NOW!
Yes m'am.
<Throws shoes in the can>
Now, when your father gets home go buy yourself a pair of 130$ shoes that won't last a year! Kay?
Okay!
<Kilser goes to the store, grabs shoes, pays,...>
Half a year later....
Son, get rid of these things!
Ugh... I'm busy mom!
- Where is this heading? -