This is just bound to make me a millionaire, I just know it

The perfect crib for the perfect kid. Look, I know some people will think it cruel to put electrified barbed wire entanglements on the kiddies' playpen, but hey, just think about all of the 'special mum and dad moments' that won't be ruined by Junior (or Juniorette) climbing out.
Think of the savings in psychiarists' fees later in the tots' life also.
As someone who's mother assures him that she thought Satan had inpregnated her by the time he was three (sorry dad, the milkman, and that nice Italian gent who sold fruit door to door, but it probably was), I can see not only the applications, but more importantly, the profits.
Sweet, sweet profits.
Also, if you happen to be a westy breeding machine, it means that when little Slappelle grows up, she's already used to the bars, wire, etc. Hell, if you can borrow a neighbour's German Shepard to wander around the crib growling occasionally, it will complete the indoctrination, and make any period of incarceration she suffers so much easier to bear.
That's right people, Shayne H products, making life easier for all.
I could become the "Big Kev" of baby products with this one, trust me. Investors please email your contributions to: Itsascamandyouwillberippedoff.com.au.