So. I can either:
a) Be boiled alive in my own sweat
b) Open the window and listen to my aunt's kids
I am torn, you guys.
But I'm starting to think slow death is less of a torture than listening to children crying, singing, blabbering, whining and--
Listen, I fucking hate kids, okay?
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I'd choose boiled alive.
Any day.
D:
Oops, there go my future kids into care ~
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And kids in public transportation, oh my God. ;_;
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I KNOW.
The crying and the screaming and the running around and ohmygod brb jumping out the window now.
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That's the worst thing about kids. Their parents are always around so you can't smack them. B|
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So I tripped him up.
And he fell in. D:
Ohman did I run like hell.
best feeling ever though seriously
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Laugh-out-louded in real lfie.
YOU'RE MY HERO. *sob*
I-I want to do somehtign like this tooo ;_;
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But seriously, though, it's easy.
Just wait around playgrounds on a rainy day and oh wow I sound like some sort of creepy pedo.
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lololol
SCORE. :D
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