Buyer’s remorse in the skin trade.
Imagine! You’ve just spent sixty thousand bucks (the going price I am told) on a proper blond-and-blue-eyed kid. Now, you feel like a goat that has adopted a buck! He doesn’t speak proper English and to boot, is a pain in the arse! Now you feel like a horse’s ass. Or a dumbass. You have, what is called buyer’s remorse.
Cheer up! Buy the kid a one-way busticket “home” and be rid of the little pest!
We learn this AM that Russia has suspended adoptions by Americans in the wake of the seven-year-old that had been sent back to Russia by his “adoptive” “mother”.
The real kid just doesn’t measure up to the imaginary playmate the “mother” had bought.
This package rejected. Return to sender. Not as ordered.
What’s behind this?