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I will not kill the preteens.

I will not kill the preteens.

I will not kill the preteens.

But when they pick up the 2 foot high stuffed penguin, look at him, then drop him on the ground randomly, I'm tempted. Luckily one raised eyebrow did the trick. (And of course then mommy, who was sitting outside and watching the whole thing, comes in and adjusts the penguin.)