We used to use old egg cartons for all sorts of stuff when I was a kid. Now we just reuse the few we get in order to collect eggs from my brother in law's chickens.
SparkS... of course he would have to watch while it was run over. That would be the whole point.
And you're right. He's 19 and big enough and ugly enough to stop leeching off his parents and acting like the entitled little jerk that he is.
I'm so glad I am not a parent. In today's wishy washy soft society, I would be pinned as the mean mother on the block. I wonder when people will get tired of raising a bunch of soft, entitled, whining little crotchfruit and start actually disciplining their kids.
I was amazed at this show I watched the other day about a British family considering a move to Australia, and the little girl said she would make her parents' life miserable if they moved. Since when do children have the right to be a part of those sorts of decisions. If I'd said that I would have been in so much trouble that now at 35, I would have still been grounded.
It is Liverpool Street Station, kusito. Possibly the one and only time I have ever seen it in a sober state. I think I prefer it near last train time when I am drunk.
This cannot be blamed on video games. If parents are doing their job, no argument would escalate in this manner because the child would have enough respect for their parents to not act this way. I know if I had even looked like I were going to do something like this (and it wouldn't have crossed my mind), I would have regretted it.
And yes, Woogie, I would have backed over that Xbox with my car several times to make a point.
I've been researching my family history for quite some time now and I find it all the more interesting when I happen to dig up something a bit on the sordid side. No family is perfect, and sometimes, those imperfections make the family all the more colorful and likable.
And you're right. He's 19 and big enough and ugly enough to stop leeching off his parents and acting like the entitled little jerk that he is.
I'm so glad I am not a parent. In today's wishy washy soft society, I would be pinned as the mean mother on the block. I wonder when people will get tired of raising a bunch of soft, entitled, whining little crotchfruit and start actually disciplining their kids.
I was amazed at this show I watched the other day about a British family considering a move to Australia, and the little girl said she would make her parents' life miserable if they moved. Since when do children have the right to be a part of those sorts of decisions. If I'd said that I would have been in so much trouble that now at 35, I would have still been grounded.
And yes, Woogie, I would have backed over that Xbox with my car several times to make a point.
...you know what, I'm just going to keep my sick thoughts to myself this time.