Kids are such fun.
Had I known, I might have had more of them. Why not?
Some people say the world is already overpopulated, but what's a few hundred more kids added to that.
Maybe three hundred, at the most, enough for some sort of pyramid scheme, me at the top, like a pharaoh.
I'd also need to own a lake, so that they could all bathe.
A lifeguard could oversee the operation, creating a fake whirlpool, to assist with the bathing.
Hundreds of kids, floating gently in a circle.
There would of course be strict rules to ensure that none of them escaped.
That's all that I have this morning, one weekend's worth of nonsense.
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