dear that is how murderers are made diary,
listening to the neighbors behind the neighbors scream at their child is a real lesson for prince william and lohan. they were shocked and appalled at the words those parents chose to use at 3AM when their little four year old son wasn't sleeping like they apparently had expected him to be sleeping. the unibomber confirmed the parental agitation towards that child, but he said he'd only heard it during the daylight hours. i don't go outside, so i wouldn't know what goes on out there, but their is the yard where i caught the possum a few years back with all the babies hanging from it, but that kid prolly wasn't even born yet when that event happened, iffin he's only four. i'm no calamity jane, but i do pride myself on the capture of that mother possum and those babies holding on to her for dear life. but i cant bring myself to understand why parents would speak to their spawn in that fashion. i know i blog about the dumbest of the dumb shit i can think of, usually most of the time, but i'll just bet that poor child feels just like that mother possum did, prolly every time his mommy and daddy even speak a word to him- and he ain't even got a galvanized garbage can covering his head yet.
listening to the neighbors behind the neighbors scream at their child is a real lesson for prince william and lohan. they were shocked and appalled at the words those parents chose to use at 3AM when their little four year old son wasn't sleeping like they apparently had expected him to be sleeping. the unibomber confirmed the parental agitation towards that child, but he said he'd only heard it during the daylight hours. i don't go outside, so i wouldn't know what goes on out there, but their is the yard where i caught the possum a few years back with all the babies hanging from it, but that kid prolly wasn't even born yet when that event happened, iffin he's only four. i'm no calamity jane, but i do pride myself on the capture of that mother possum and those babies holding on to her for dear life. but i cant bring myself to understand why parents would speak to their spawn in that fashion. i know i blog about the dumbest of the dumb shit i can think of, usually most of the time, but i'll just bet that poor child feels just like that mother possum did, prolly every time his mommy and daddy even speak a word to him- and he ain't even got a galvanized garbage can covering his head yet.
