As he looked at the packaging, his cell phone rang with the schools ringtone. "What did he do?" he asked, "Not again. I'll be there as soon as I can." He looked at his watch. "Alright, have them come to get him," he said, "And make sure they put him in a cell this time. I don't care if they have to strait jacket him, just have them do it. Bye." He was about to walk out of the store when he realized what he could do. He went back to the isle and picked up the package again. "Self cleaning...maintenance free...each one can last ten years..." he read to himself, "Hmm. This is interesting...'the timelock can be set so that no one, not even the diaperer, can remove the diaper before the time is up.' I'll have to remember that." He kept reading. "'Latex free...blah, blah, blah...possible side effects: permanent incontinence'," he thought a moment and decided that it's no more than his son deserved. He was about to put the package in the cart when he read the bottom of the package. "'Please use our other products'," he read aloud. He looked at the list and asked an associate if they carried any of the other items. "Oh, yeah, we have all of it," said the sales girl. "Bring it out," said Erik, "Everything." Erik went out to the car with his many new items for his son. He loaded it all into his car and drove home.