if i ever screw up the nerve to consume one, it will be because someone else drove, you're egging me on, and someone is on hand to hold my hair.
draw your own conclusion.
with regard to adding foreign objects to foods.
"They used to be fat and juicy and now they're twisted. They had their lives stolen. Well, they taste sweet, but really they're just humiliated grapes. I can't say I am a big supporter of the raisin council."
joon
dear gawd. please don't let me repeat the comment about the cashew in the lollipop here on the open board. that was meant for pm only. thank you
..............who's gonna buy your whistles?
someone should round them all up and herd them toward montana, where they have a chance at making a stand. or at least an attempt at re-populating.
lemme go check montana's stats on std's.
i'll stick to not leaving my children to be supervised by someone that i don't know very well, or at least not well enough to suspect that they may 'get off' on butt beatings.......
holy.jeebus.
why be such a jerk? i simply inquired as to the ability to pm. your answer was a non answer. had nothing to do with anyone 'crapping in pms'.
this was just crude.
just asked my dad via facebook. he knows weird crap. :fingerscrossed:
his answer?............based on what I can see in the background it is a dental tool from times past.
:shrug:
i grew up in a world where it was acceptable to be spanked by whichever adult saw the infraction. the rule of thumb was not to leave your child with someone whom you didn't trust to discipline your child in your absence which included out of your eyesight/earshot.
i raised my kids the same way. the people i hung out with on weekends treated my kids as their own, and vice versa. we all had common parenting practices.
it's hard for me to put myself in your shoes.
i will say that i'm sorry that you and your child had your day ruined by the actions of someone you couldn't trust. that'
like we started out all organized and composed and within thirty mins people were throwing up in the bushes, arguing over a beer bong and jumping in the pool with their clothes on