It's official. We've been found out. The kids are not actually our kids. We've been pretending they were, but let's face it, they're just a group of rowdy teenagers we hired to be our mascots.
They're great at it, I'll give them that. They can recite our company's mission statement from memory, and they know exactly which vending machine dispenses the free soda. But let's not pretend like we're actually parenting or anything.
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We've been using the phrase "my kids" to describe the teenage mascots for years, but let's be real, they're not actually our kids. They're just... enthusiastic interns in disguise.