Fake story thing:
Mother handed him his slurpee "Thankyou mommy..." he slurped a sip and screamed "MOTHER I WANTED STRAWBERRY BANNANA NOT STRAWBERRY PINAPPLE" he threw the cup on the sidewalk, the lid popping off with a pop. He stomped in a circle screaming as the slurpee shot out covering the lid and spreading over the sidewalk. His mother stared "Now jonathan look at that poor slurpy!" she shook her head "Now he will cry and will never be wanted!" she shook her hand "And now you must control your temper" he screamed "NO WAY MOTHER I WANTED A GOOD SLURPEE NOT THAT PILE OF..." his mother covered his mouth "Now Jonathan now you will have no slurpees for a month and you are grounded for a week! Now get in the car!" she grabbed his wrist and shoved the now crying boy into the back seat, before getting in the drivers seat of her convertible. Hours later the slurpy continued to wait a tear rolling down its plastic.

