Then you go to the penalty box, you feel shame, then your releasedI had that happen multiple times! How about a hockey stick to the head then getting stitches?
Lol. My Dad was a great dad, but he often worked late. One time I put my tooth under the pillow, but in the morning, my tooth was still there and no shiny new dime. I complained about this that morning to my mom with my dad was sitting there ( I didn't know who was in charge, but I figured it was one of them. So, my mom says, "Don't worry honey, the tooth fairy will bring you 20 cents tomorrow night." Only my dad forgot that night too. And the next. And the next. And the next. So at a the night it would have been $3.20, I was pretty excited, and blurted out "Yeah! and tonight it will be $3.20 and if the tooth fairy forgets again, tomorrow it wll be $6.40!" At which point my Dad pulled out his wallet, handed me a five and said, "Let's just call it even."That's about right, I did start out at .50 cents though, big yards in the neighborhood were 5 bucks, and I forget what the going rate was for babysitting when neighbors went out to party.
Oh, and teeth started out at a nickel, but went up to a quarter a tooth too.....