I'm not a parent so I'm going to say one more thing and then quit.
"Hello? Oh hi Mr Sneebles. What? You're highly upset that I let your daughter play with the debil's game? Oh, I'm so sorry.
But, Mr Sneebles...it's a fucking piece of pressed cardboard with some shit picture of letters and such glued to the top and a piece of cheap plastic that is made in a fucking toy factory so bite me, Mr Sneebles.
Oh, you won't let my daughter play with Priscilla anymore? That's good, I don't want her around your stupidity anyway."
Then Mr Sneebles could sue me for everything I'm worth, which is nothing.
And probably why I'm not a parent.
