Lauren continues her tantrum

Jessie smirked. There was no way that she was going to intervene right now; she was sitting on a platinum mine! If Lauren found out that she recorded her public, diapered tantrum, Jessie would have her wrapped around her little finger; enough **** to **** Lauren into doing whatever she wanted whenever she wanted just to keep it out of the viewing eyes of their coworkers! She was still going to show their coworkers (and after posting it on the internet, the entire world) anyway, but still…

Back in the sandbox, Lauren continued kicking and hitting the sand; screaming that she was an adult. However, all this resulted in was more laughter from the crowd. This little kid was throwing the mother of all temper tantrums, while wearing a wet diaper, and was claiming to be a twenty-five year old woman? It was ridiculous!

“I! Am! An! Adult!” Lauren shrieked, tiny fists still hitting the sand. “What is it going to take to convince you brainless idiots?!”

“Maybe not wet your diaper like the big, fat baby that you are?” another immature eighteen year old in the audience called out, earning a glare (despite a small giggle) from her mother and more laughter from the audience.

“I’m not a baby!” Lauren screamed as she got up to her feet and began stomping her foot. “Am not! Am not! Am not! Am not! AM NOT!”