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I'm just thinking about old times I had with kids in middle school. This is a fun story. Read it!!!
I used to live in these little ghetto apartments and they were all ranch style so no lofts... and all connected pretty much (By blocks). Anyway... so these two or three sisters were walking home and I was inside and my dog was in the back yard and I hear her start barking like mad and here the girls yelling. I go see what's up and these girls are tormenting my dog. Yelling stupid things at her... and I love my dog. So first thought- fuck no.
I remember telling them to keep walking. To not ever yell at my dog again or next time I would let her off the leash and she would tear them to fucking pieces. I told them she would remember who they were (because dogs do) and the ONLY thing the oldest girl could think of to say back was:
"I'm going to tell your Mommy."
Now these apartments were cramped... and the kitchen had the back door in it and it was open (because it was warm outside) and my step dad is in the kitchen cracked up. So I told them that my StepFather was standing right there and asked if they'd like him to step outside. They ran home.
Ohhh... how I loved middle school. (Sarcasm). However, they never messed with my dog again.
<333 *Loves her Dog* XD
Those apartments have been torn down for the greater good of North Kansas City. Fuck you too, rich folk.
I used to live in these little ghetto apartments and they were all ranch style so no lofts... and all connected pretty much (By blocks). Anyway... so these two or three sisters were walking home and I was inside and my dog was in the back yard and I hear her start barking like mad and here the girls yelling. I go see what's up and these girls are tormenting my dog. Yelling stupid things at her... and I love my dog. So first thought- fuck no.
I remember telling them to keep walking. To not ever yell at my dog again or next time I would let her off the leash and she would tear them to fucking pieces. I told them she would remember who they were (because dogs do) and the ONLY thing the oldest girl could think of to say back was:
"I'm going to tell your Mommy."
Now these apartments were cramped... and the kitchen had the back door in it and it was open (because it was warm outside) and my step dad is in the kitchen cracked up. So I told them that my StepFather was standing right there and asked if they'd like him to step outside. They ran home.
Ohhh... how I loved middle school. (Sarcasm). However, they never messed with my dog again.
<333 *Loves her Dog* XD
Those apartments have been torn down for the greater good of North Kansas City. Fuck you too, rich folk.