“We’d get you one but our mortgage is $80,000 and your mum has lost her job.”
The next day little Johnny walked out with his suitcase packed, his dad asks:
“Where are you going, son?”
Little Johnny replied:
“I walked past your room last night and heard you tell mum you were pulling out, then I heard mum tell you to wait for coz she was coming too, I’m not staying here on my own with an $80,000 mortgage and no fucking bike!”