When I was young, my father used to take me to flea markets every weekend. One weekend I went apeshit impulse shopper on him and NEEDED to buy this pokemon card, because Charizard was the coolest thing ever and it was a MERE $100. Needless to say, my father was not interested, so I threw a temper tantrum (rare for me). I was escorted back to the car for misbehaving, and inside I started to feel stupid. But when my father returned to the car when he was done shopping, he had actually caved and gotten me the card! I was elated, but embarassed. (Especially a few months later when I bought a pack of cards for $5 and got another Charizard!)
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