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Before I had my own I couldn't stand kids. Hand me a baby and I give it right back like it was some kind of toxic sludge. They were loud and obnoxious, always disturbing my nice dinner at a restaurant.
Now that I have two, I can't stand other people's kids. Don't get me wrong, my kids are not perfect, but at least they're mine to deal with. Other people's kids are annoying whiny brats. When my daughter's friends come over they're welcome until they start bickering, then it's time for them to go back home. I also hate the fact the only reason they come over is to play on our WII or swim in our pool. I go livid when I hear a knock at the door, open it up and here are some neighbor kids showing up uninvited in swim trunks assuming they can get in the pool.
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IS THAT IT ???!!!
Do you even know what 'it' is?
When the last man dies for just words that he said... We Shall Be Free
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