What's Wrong With These Kids Today Part Umpteen
Since I have started the census gig, I have had a very pleasant encounter with a sweet pit bull, been asked by a senior citizen if this information was going to be used to raise her taxes and had some fucktard rail on and on about how what I was doing was unnecessary because "Obama has hijacked the census so he can pack republican districts with non-existant democrats so he will get more congressmen on his side." I am also getting a fuckin farmer's tan.
Today, I heard the following exchange between 3 children:
The children in question, and I am guessing at these ages, was a little boy of about 6 or 7 years old and a little girl of the same age and a little boy who was, maybe 5 years old. I think these ages are pretty close since the 2 older kids got off the schoolbus and ran to the apartment next to where I was working. The younger boy was already at home and came out to meet them. Boy 1 is the young one, Boy 2 is the older one...
Boy 2: I am gonna kick this N*gg*er's ass!
Girl: Why you gonna kick his ass?
Boy 2: Because he called me a motherfucker!
Boy 1: I didn't call you a motherfucker. I called you a bitch.
I mean, Damn! My momma would still be washing my mouth out with soap. I mean, I cuss and do it with gusto, but I was absolutely shocked at what was coming out of their mouth. Maybe I shouldn't be but I was. What happened to calling your fellow kid a moron or, gasp, a doodoo head?
Today, I heard the following exchange between 3 children:
The children in question, and I am guessing at these ages, was a little boy of about 6 or 7 years old and a little girl of the same age and a little boy who was, maybe 5 years old. I think these ages are pretty close since the 2 older kids got off the schoolbus and ran to the apartment next to where I was working. The younger boy was already at home and came out to meet them. Boy 1 is the young one, Boy 2 is the older one...
Boy 2: I am gonna kick this N*gg*er's ass!
Girl: Why you gonna kick his ass?
Boy 2: Because he called me a motherfucker!
Boy 1: I didn't call you a motherfucker. I called you a bitch.
I mean, Damn! My momma would still be washing my mouth out with soap. I mean, I cuss and do it with gusto, but I was absolutely shocked at what was coming out of their mouth. Maybe I shouldn't be but I was. What happened to calling your fellow kid a moron or, gasp, a doodoo head?