So this one day... I suppose it was about five or six years ago, I'm over at my brother-in-law's place. His girlfriend gets home from work, stops in to see the kids, and flips the hell out because their room is a pig sty, and pretty much reacts like the mom in the cartoon on the right—except this is the Deep South, so it was followed by some threat that is somewhat less than the reverse bear trap from the Saw films (but not much). My nephew was too young to take her seriously or even help, but my niece was probably 4 or 5, so she starts freaking out. No way she can have it done in five minutes. Too much stuff, brother just wants to play, etc. So, being that she's my little buddy and I'm one of the few grownups besides her parents she can really trust, she turns to me for help. This is what I did:
