That was reckless! Irresponsible! Dangerous!

Not only did you crash me into the neighbor's car, but you ran away without leaving a note!

You could have your stroller license revoked. Or worse, be brought in for a hit-and-run!

Are you listening to me, Master W.?

She said she had her pilot's license.

I think she was lying. We didn't even make it to cruising altitude before she crashed me. 

Next time, I'm demanding a certified copy of the license and at least two forms of identification.

Don't try this at home.

The car is totaled. I'm in a lot of pain. And, yes, getting run over by a pink Porsche with flower detailing is really embarrassing.

Why, oh why...

...wasn't I made with a set of windshield wipers? This is what happens when baby drool meets monster truck.

Disaster.