|
If I had to explain to the child why mommy is in prison for flaying the bastard who did it alive with a rusty potato peeler. Otherwise, no, nay, never. I've gone crazy the few times my parents have told me "amusing" details from my early childhood. (Apparently, I was dropped on my head as an infant.) I can't even begin to imagine what it would be like to find out something like that.
|