Don't mess with the boy...PLEASE don't.
I was blog hopping the other day, and I read a post by someone that said:
"I will fight a child"..she went on to say that one of the kids at camp were messin with her daughter, etc. I thought..oh no, this chick is singin' my song!
I have had many occasions where I was ready to fight a child..A nasty, disrespecting, no home trainin' child. Of course, I never actually DID it, but the thought was there..and I am starting to think that I am crazy for wanting to choke the life out of someone's young offspring. I am not talking teenagers. I am talking children under the age of 10.
First, I must wonder..what the hell am I thinking? But when someone hurts the boy, I mean physically hurts him on purpose, for no reason..the anger is unleashed..and it is a fucking vicious sight.
The boy mostly keeps to himself. He hangs with his l'il friend, and minds his own business. He does not start shit. He keeps his hands to himself. He might talk a little shit here and there, but nothing that would give any child the right to put their hands on him. Oh, he has a temper like his mama, but it takes him a minute to get there.
One of my girlfriends described me last week..she said that I was like a Chiuaua. A damn dog.
The cute little chiuaua. Looks cute. Is well behaved. Minds it's own business.
Until you fuck with it. It don't even growl. It just tries to bite your fucking hand off.
No warning whatsoever.
Thats me.
So, we are at this neighborhood party, and I saw some little girl pointing towards the boy. She was telling her older sister this dramatic story, and pointed at the boy several times.
I watch him walk around like he's on a mission.
He's looking for me. He sees me, and as soon as he makes eye-contact, his eyes turned sad.
What the fuck these girls done did to the boy? I think.
He comes over to me and tells me that the little girl that was pointing at him slapped him in the face. There is a huge red handprint on his little brown face.
Ya know, the details of what happened don't even matter. I don't even wanna hear the excuse of why some bad ass kid thought it would be okay to slap the boy in his face.
I am ready to fight.
A child.
I go over there and tell her that she needs to keep her little hands to herself.
She came back with lotsa mouth, some head bobbin and and finger waggin.
I tell her that she is a child--and that she needs to act like one.
She was SCREAMING in my face.
I wanted to knock her the fuck out.
She tells me she is going to get her sister..(as if that was supposed to scare me)
GO GET HER! I say. AND GET YOUR MAMA TOO!
I wudda knocked both of them the fuck out, as well. (LOL!)
I musta been mean-muggin her where she stood cuz she finally
comes over and apologizes for her bad ass, disrespectful, no home training sister.
Fuck an apology. That little girl needs a straight up ass-whippin.
And she almost got one.
Her mother was nowhere to be found. As usual.
I just don't understand how parents can let their bad ass kids roam the neighborhood,
with no adult supervision, then wanna get all pissed off when you tell their bad ass kids about themselves.--or tell them their kids have no home training--cuz, when your child puts their hands on the boy, I'll be quick to tell you about you and your child.
It is a damn shame all the mouth and attitude these kids have towards adults.
I guess it's a good thing that I got some damn sense.
Cuz, I think I would have won that fight.
2 Comments:
Mister Bachelor author of The BachelorBlog says: You already know
what's up, her mother will say "If my child wants to commit simple assault on your child, she should be able to do it." Now, that sounds absurd doesn't it? Of
course. But if confronted, her mother will get in your face and say something in slang that boils down to that. She is the one who deserves the real beat-down.
She's probably in her apartment with Pookie nem doing the do.
This is hilarious and I agree with you 100%. Kids now adays have mouths bigger than their little bodies. You have a new faithful reader and I'm linking you on my page!
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