The kid is a drama queen.
Tough it out kid. As my mother would say, you made your bed. Now lie in it.
I hope he blows himself up like a good Jihadi while trying to make another clock. Free Education and he is still whining.
He didn’t poop in his own bed. He saw a bed with poop on it, and chose to lie in THAT bed instead of a clean one. And as with everything else in life, he wants me to feel sorry for him...
I think his radical father put him up to the whole thing.