Dad bought a Mighty Boy once, it's a car the size of a Jason Recliner and it's a ute.
He brought it home and yelled out, come and find me. Bit weird.
We didn't and we all forgot about him.
A couple of hours later we sent the boys out to look for him. He'd forced himself into the space behind the seat and the back panel and then got a cramp, he was trying to prove the car was a reasonable size.
It wasn't.
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