Hey, if Mommy was buying the ice cream, then, yeah, I'd be a bastard for throwing it back in her face. But I'm a big boy now. I buy my own ice cream. And if I ask for chocolate with sprinkles, and I get melted chocolate with jujubes instead, I have every right to be pissed! Favor, shmavor. You give that man far too much credit, Shim.