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Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
I like when women (and it's always women, for some reason -- and they're much more bold with my ex) stop my daughter on the street when it's like 70 degrees and say, "Hi, cutie, where is your hat and coat? You're going to catch the flu if you don't bundle up." They never have the balls to say it directly to me. I would like to pull their heart though their rib cage, and put it on their head to wear as a hat.
Not only do they not understand that kids don't need to be completely bundled up just because they're kids, but they don't understand that if a two year old won't wear a hat, you might as well leave it at home, because it ain't gettin' worn.
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I was out with my son last weekend in a fairly crowded place, and he was playing in a place- and age-appropriate way while I was doing something else and watching him from about 30 feet away.
This older woman in a couple walks over and starts talking to him, and he talks back, but I can't hear what they're saying. After a while he points in my direction, and she turns and looks very confused. So then I have to go over and find out what her problem is.
She was worried that he was there alone, so she asked where is mother was. He said, I didn't bring my mother. So she asked where his father was, and he said, I didn't bring my father. So she asked who he was there with, and he said, my aunt, and points to me.
I wish I could take credit for teaching him to fuck with strangers in this way, but he came up with it all by himself.
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