The boys have been watching Popeye. They see the spinach addiction this crazy sailor has, and they don't care. He's a hero, with or without the addiction. As a matter of fact, they decided to try to take up the [disgusting] habit.
So, these crazy boys of ours requested cans of spinach in their prize bucket, and they have been working diligently at earning six stars on their reward chart; three days in a row.
Tonight was the lucky night.
They quickly, and with great professional ease, popped open that flip lid, slugged down some spinach (nasty!), and ran to beat up their Papa.
Apparently, kicking the crap out of Papa is their one and only dream come true, because they were HAPPY boys tonight.
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