Eldest had an accident and mangled up my car.
No one hurt because of it... At least, they aren't so far.
I have not decided yet if I will kill the boy.
Doesn't seem to realize; a car is not a toy.
I know that he's sorry 'cause he tells us that a lot.
Hasn't asked to use Dad's car... He knows there's not a shot.
Now I'm stuck until my car is fixed and, even then,
I know that my son will ask to borrow it again.
That's not gonna happen for a while; he needs a break.
Won't go into details but it's not his first mistake.
He will not be happy but at least he'll be alive.
Life is so much scarier since our son learned to drive.