... are hell spawn...
I've never liked kids, which is why I don't want any. And I can 'tolerate' them if I have to, for example a family dinner where four of them are running around like monkeys and screaming like banshees (even though I feel like grabbing them and telling them to calm down). But when one of them comes up to me and tells me I'm fat, with a huge grin on her face... And when the parents aren't even shocked and claim that "she doesn't realize what she said"... Well, let's just say it didn't improve my mood. I couldn't wait to get out of there, away from the hell spawn, before I said something I'd regret to the parents. |