A little boy kills a butterfly, and his dad says, 'No butter for a month!'
Later, the little boy kills a honeybee and his dad says, 'No honey for a month!'
That night, mom kills a cockroach and the little boy looks at his dad and says, 'Are you gonna tell her or shall I?'
Boru
Later, the little boy kills a honeybee and his dad says, 'No honey for a month!'
That night, mom kills a cockroach and the little boy looks at his dad and says, 'Are you gonna tell her or shall I?'
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson