Here I am on a Saturday night a single dad hosting a slumber party for 5 11 year old girls plus my 6 year old and 15 year old. There oughta be a law that some mom from somewhere, employed by the government perhaps, steps in to gain control of the situation. I'm in hiding, just hoping to survive the night. I think they are going to storm my bunker soon.
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