I kicked a baby, once. Well, to be fair, it wasn't so much a kick as it was baby getting in the way of my foot while I was marching in anger towards a place of commerce in my big, black, metal boots. By the time the baby had registered on my awareness, the thing was in mid-air, but it didn't make noise about the situation until I was far enough away that the neglectful parents couldn't pin the crime on anyone.
I also bowled over a toddler, but everybody does that. I'm pretty sure it's a national sport in some parts of the world. Like England.
I also bowled over a toddler, but everybody does that. I'm pretty sure it's a national sport in some parts of the world. Like England.