An incident today reminds of a riddle from school days: Farmer A has a hen that strays and lays an egg in Farmer B's field. The two Famers squabble over the egg. Who does it belong to?
Back from a sleep-over, my son tells about a like squabble over breakfast. He was filling his cereal bowl with Nesquik Chocolate Rice* when a plastic Flingon landed in his dish. (There is a free Flingon in every MIB 2 branded packet). Naturally he claimed this was his by right. The host friend did not agree. And they still don't.
I want to take this seriously as there's a legal precedent here. Furthermore these youthful disputes are the stuff of tomorrow's wars. My client had been offered breakfast and thus the contents of his bowl was a gift. Would he ever have been asked to return the cereal, just because his friend wanted it back? I think not. And why should a piece of plastic be considered more valuable than his loving gift of food? Quod erat demonstrandum. The toy is his. We'll see about that tomorrow after school.
*Crunchiness 5*
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