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There's always the right tool for the job...
Dad’s kicked back on the back porch when the kid marches past, weed-whacker slung low at his hip like a tiny mercenary.
“Whoa, hold up, champ. Where you headed with that apocalypse machine?”
Son stops, eyes bright. “Ceiling spider in my room again, Dad. How's this work again—safety by my thumb, squeeze, BRRRRT, centrifugal force, right?”
As he walks in, dad realizes what's about to go down. “Easy, Spider Slayer. That thing’s loud as a chainsaw and throws debris like a blender. We don't want to redecorate the light fixtures, do we?”
Kid deflates a little but still gripping it tight.I stand up. “Tell you what—grab the stepladder and the shop-vac first. We’ll do it together. Real men use the right tool for the job… and don’t turn the house into a war zone before Mom gets home.”
He grins. “Deal. But I get to pull the trigger.”