The boys main chores after school is to run the dog ragged and pick up his "presents".
It's a 3 man job.
The shoveler handled by Gameboy
The seeker handled by Bossyboy
The bag handler is Wonderboy
Wonderboy hates his job of handler. All he has to do is hold the plastic bag open while GB dumps the presents in. Not a hard job. The whole time he's standing around waiting for his next present, he's whining and complaining of the smell, and how this is the worst thing on the planet ever, and are we done yet?
Just as the last present was being deposited, it happened. I'm sure you can guess.
GB accidentally brushed a bit of present on his brother's hand. Hilarity ensued.
You would have thought WB had been shot. He burst in to tears yelling; "Oh my god, its on my hand, it's on my hand, help me Scooby Doo, help me, I need to wash it off!"
I could not keep composed. I'm sure I'll get my pay back when the therapy bill comes.
He's fine, a little soap and water cures everything.