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Isn't agreeing with me. OMG. What a weekend...where did it end if it ever really began. I have been partying for what seems like over a week...my weekends run into weekdays and I have almost come to enjoy the taste of beer which if you know me is unfathomable
Anyway. Saturday I had to pay my friend Michelle a visit...and I watched her get mauled by another pussy. Mean kitty... put two puncture wounds into her vein and when we went to apply direct pressure it fucking squirted outta the other whole...It was rather traumatic for the kiddos...I don't think we will be getting a kitty anytime soon.
Last night...I though went really well for a boring azz sunday...I just smoked bud and cleaned house all day. At the latter hours however things turned upside down. My daughter had taken her hamster out (Named Gollum) and was playing with him for an unspecified amount of time. When I found out she had him, I realized he was limp and was in a awkward position. Now my first inclination was rage bc I hate for any animal to get hurt. Being a child of 4 I was trying to look at it from her point of view. I told her that she nearly killed him and that once he is dead that is it. We will bury him and then the bugs would take him away. Well...harsh as it sounds, you would have to know Chloe. She doesn't care what she has done and rarely show any remorse other than the fact she is in trouble. So I broke it down for her and she cried actual tears for at least an hour. This proved to be far more enlightening for her than spanking her and sending her to bed. Hard lessons learned. Gollum survived and is currently running rampant on his wheel. Ashley is now breathing a sigh of relief. haha. Peace out freaks.
Anyway. Saturday I had to pay my friend Michelle a visit...and I watched her get mauled by another pussy. Mean kitty... put two puncture wounds into her vein and when we went to apply direct pressure it fucking squirted outta the other whole...It was rather traumatic for the kiddos...I don't think we will be getting a kitty anytime soon.
Last night...I though went really well for a boring azz sunday...I just smoked bud and cleaned house all day. At the latter hours however things turned upside down. My daughter had taken her hamster out (Named Gollum) and was playing with him for an unspecified amount of time. When I found out she had him, I realized he was limp and was in a awkward position. Now my first inclination was rage bc I hate for any animal to get hurt. Being a child of 4 I was trying to look at it from her point of view. I told her that she nearly killed him and that once he is dead that is it. We will bury him and then the bugs would take him away. Well...harsh as it sounds, you would have to know Chloe. She doesn't care what she has done and rarely show any remorse other than the fact she is in trouble. So I broke it down for her and she cried actual tears for at least an hour. This proved to be far more enlightening for her than spanking her and sending her to bed. Hard lessons learned. Gollum survived and is currently running rampant on his wheel. Ashley is now breathing a sigh of relief. haha. Peace out freaks.