Ekserb
You really hate me.
- Joined
- Jun 19, 2002
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Control her or lose her!
You invite a utility worker into your home to fix a problem with your internet access. He's inside for not more than five minutes before your just-started-walking-so-let's-see-where-she-goes rugrat ankle-biter kid starts using the tools on his belt to steady herself while standing way, WAY inside his personal space.
He turns around and shoves his cable sheath cutter into her drooling, smiling mouth and hits her chin, forcing her jaw to clamp down on the blade and savagely cut her gums. She screams bloody murder and runs howling into the arms of Mom and Dad, who were watching TV and not paying any attention at all to the absolute stranger working in the other room.
I'm that telephone technician, and this is the fantasy that played over and over in my head for over a fucking hour as these people let their stinking, shrieking, pain in the ass kid pester me as I tried to work. Nothing would have made me happier than watching two halves of that kid's body fly through the air after being severed by the Samurai Sword Of Swift And Final Judgement.
Do yourself and everyone else a favor by locking your kids up when you have company. And by "company" I mean anyone who doesn't immediately and repeatedly profess an undying love of all children everywhere. I happen to hate kids, and yours should die.
You invite a utility worker into your home to fix a problem with your internet access. He's inside for not more than five minutes before your just-started-walking-so-let's-see-where-she-goes rugrat ankle-biter kid starts using the tools on his belt to steady herself while standing way, WAY inside his personal space.
He turns around and shoves his cable sheath cutter into her drooling, smiling mouth and hits her chin, forcing her jaw to clamp down on the blade and savagely cut her gums. She screams bloody murder and runs howling into the arms of Mom and Dad, who were watching TV and not paying any attention at all to the absolute stranger working in the other room.
I'm that telephone technician, and this is the fantasy that played over and over in my head for over a fucking hour as these people let their stinking, shrieking, pain in the ass kid pester me as I tried to work. Nothing would have made me happier than watching two halves of that kid's body fly through the air after being severed by the Samurai Sword Of Swift And Final Judgement.
Do yourself and everyone else a favor by locking your kids up when you have company. And by "company" I mean anyone who doesn't immediately and repeatedly profess an undying love of all children everywhere. I happen to hate kids, and yours should die.