prostitutes and pot roast
So I was channel surfing last night, and landed on MSNCB, where they did an hour-long story about suburban sex slavery. They focused on stories about these young girls who get kidnapped, raped and brain-washed into becoming prostitutes. The main story that they told was about a 16 year old girl named Shauna who met a new friend at school. The girl kept asking Shauna to sleep over, and Shauna's mother kept saying no. Finally, the mother agreed as long as she could meet the girl and her dad first. Girl and her "dad" showed up and talked to Shauna's mom for a while, then they took Shauna home.
Turns out that Girl was a little hooker who had befriended Shauna with the intent to lure her over and kidnap her. They drugged Shauna, stuck her in some filthy room and let dudes pay to rape the living hell out of her. She finally escaped a few days later when her captors were trying to move her out of state and her brother, who had been part of a search party scouring the town, recognized her in the back seat of a car at a gas station where they were filling up their tank. Brother threw open the door and held a knife to the driver's throat until they let her out.
The show told a few other girls' stories, as well as shadowed police in a sting operation to catch underage brain-washed hookers, and the entire time I watched it, my face looked like this:
Absolutely terrifying.
Then it occurred to me that I am about to inherit a 3-year-old step-daughter, and then my face looked like this:
I'm like "ZOMG SHE IS NEVER LEAVING THE HOUSE WITHOUT THE COMPANY OF AN ARMED ADULT UNTIL SHE IS AT LEAST 36 YEARS OLD!!!!"
You may be thinking, "But Jenny, you're only 29 years old yourself, why does she need to be 36 before she can venture out on her own?"
BECAUSE I SAID SO, THAT'S WHY. DO NOT QUESTION ME.
See? I totally have this parenting thing down already.
In other news, I made a pot roast in the croc pot yesterday, and it was pretty kick ass. However, ever since then, my stomach has been doing somersaults and making odd noises, and I feel a little like I'm gonna barf. Also, TallGuy came home from work last night and was like "....why does the house smell like onions?", which means that I probably used too much onion in the pot roast.
I kind of want to barf right now. UGH, COOKING SUCKS.
Turns out that Girl was a little hooker who had befriended Shauna with the intent to lure her over and kidnap her. They drugged Shauna, stuck her in some filthy room and let dudes pay to rape the living hell out of her. She finally escaped a few days later when her captors were trying to move her out of state and her brother, who had been part of a search party scouring the town, recognized her in the back seat of a car at a gas station where they were filling up their tank. Brother threw open the door and held a knife to the driver's throat until they let her out.
The show told a few other girls' stories, as well as shadowed police in a sting operation to catch underage brain-washed hookers, and the entire time I watched it, my face looked like this:
Absolutely terrifying.
Then it occurred to me that I am about to inherit a 3-year-old step-daughter, and then my face looked like this:
I'm like "ZOMG SHE IS NEVER LEAVING THE HOUSE WITHOUT THE COMPANY OF AN ARMED ADULT UNTIL SHE IS AT LEAST 36 YEARS OLD!!!!"
You may be thinking, "But Jenny, you're only 29 years old yourself, why does she need to be 36 before she can venture out on her own?"
BECAUSE I SAID SO, THAT'S WHY. DO NOT QUESTION ME.
See? I totally have this parenting thing down already.
In other news, I made a pot roast in the croc pot yesterday, and it was pretty kick ass. However, ever since then, my stomach has been doing somersaults and making odd noises, and I feel a little like I'm gonna barf. Also, TallGuy came home from work last night and was like "....why does the house smell like onions?", which means that I probably used too much onion in the pot roast.
I kind of want to barf right now. UGH, COOKING SUCKS.