"No! NO! NO!", you command, in as strict a voice as a barely legal naked babe can muster in front of children she's lost all control over.
"Ernie and Billy Nicholson! Beth, stop them!", you implore, hands at arm's length as the grinning boys advance on you from two sides of the kitchen table, rolls of tape in their hands.
"WAIT!", you scream at them, "This has gone far enough!".
Still, the boys descend on you! While you fling your arms around, trying to evade the tape they are trying to wrap around your wrists, you practically screech at them, "LISTEN TO ME!!!". You are so obviously bugged-out at the idea of being tied-up that the troublesome children give pause from their bizarre games, staring wide-eyed at you.
Catching your breath (now that you have their attention), you tell Ernie, "Listen...you just wanted pizza, right?".
"Yeah, so?", bargains the little tyrant.
"Can you drive?", you ask, looking to each of the Nicholson kids.
Ernie's eyes flash the 'yes' you were looking for.
Still holding the boys at arms-length, you tell the brats, "Take my car to Pizza Hut. All three of you go have a pizza party on me. Just leave me here, by myself, for the next four hours. I gotta get this paper done! It's for Finals! Deal?"
Beth, clearly the evil brains of the trio, eyes you shrewdly, saying, "Okay, but since you're such a lousy babysitter, we're taking your purse AND your phone. You'll just have to stay here butt naked, AND..."
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