"Of course!" I replied, cause I knew it was a joke.
"See? She'll take you if you don't be good." The girl continued whining, so her mom stepped aside from the cart. "OK, take her." She told me.
I walked up to the cart as if to grab it and wheel it away, and the little girl recoiled in horror. "No? You don't want to go with me?" I asked. "Then you better be good." Yeah, that was me. I terrified a small child into behaving. When they left the store, the child was quiet and good.
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