When children get wildly out of range, they need a good smack to get them back in (range, that is)I heard a funny story on the radio the other day. In a shopping mall, a little girl was sitting on her fathers lap and crying out "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" whilst staring about like a moose high on Coke (determine which substance you would rather for the context, but do note the capitalisation, which, in itself, indicates my bearing. Or does it?)
This, whilst the frustrated father repeatedly lamented with her... "Daddy is right here! Why are you crying? Daddy is right here?" Haha, such are the joys of childhood, where taking a crap any and everywhere isn't merely a privilege, but a RIGHT. However, I do believe that kids and parents nowadays dont get anywhere near the daily recommended, 'smack quota'. All this bleeding-heart BS about not smacking your kids... Its disgusting man!
I'm sure you concur.
Dont I miss crapping all over. Nevertheless, this weblog seems to achieve as much.
Like, zen man.
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