All this shitting in the box talk reminds me of a Chuck E. Cheese story. Since I have returned I might as well contribute something of ridiculous interest.
I dont know how many people here are familiar with the Chuckster or any of those kiddie restaurant/arcade places so popular in the early ninties. Anyway, they used to have something called the ball pits. They were giant swimming pools filled with little plastic balls. Im sure most of you have heard of them.
Sadly, they had to get rid of them. Why you may ask. Well, because of crazy little kids defecating in them!
My brother used to work there, and he told me of the fun times "cleaning up after" shifts before they banned them, hahaha.
Sigh, thought some humor might help... :- (
> Or the kids can be taught to stop kicking sand so the
> shitting in the box won't have the payoff. Then the
> teacher has taught two lessons - tolerence and that bad
> behavior won't be rewarded with negative attention.
>
> > > Hey Pud
> > >
> > > I actually agree with most of your post, but I don't think
> > > we should 'bust JD's balls' to ban anyone.
> >
> > I don't mean to bust JD's balls and I can see and agree to
> > some degree (that rhymes) what she's saying.
> >
> > But when the kids are playing nicely in the sandbox, then
> > Susan comes along and takes a big shit in it, then the
> > kids start kicking sand in her face for doing so, the
> > teacher needs to either remove the kids for kicking sand
> > or expel the kid for taking a dump.
> >
> > Pud
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