You're always complaining, whining and throwing a fit.
Everything is so unfair to you, the world is so unjust.
You're not grown, you're a giant spoiled manbaby.

I get sick of your sense of entitlement, your feelings of resentment and constant bitching. I decide if you're going to act like one... I'll turn you into one.

I place a spell on some common grape juice and administer it to you, it quickly age regresses you to a point where stamping your feet and throwing a tantrum is acceptable. Your physical state now matches your current mental state

I feed you ...

You're always complaining, whining and throwing a fit.
Everything is so unfair to you, the world is so unjust.
You're not grown, you're a giant spoiled manbaby.

I get sick of your sense of entitlement, your feelings of resentment and constant bitching. I decide if you're going to act like one... I'll turn you into one.

I place a spell on some common grape juice and administer it to you, it quickly age regresses you to a point where stamping your feet and throwing a tantrum is acceptable. Your physical state now matches your current mental state

I feed you from your sippy and wait for you to make a boom-boom. I clean up your messy and send you off for nighty-night.