Yeah, my kids asked for a do-nothing summer this year and the closer we get to the end of the school year, I warm to the idea more and more. They really * should* do french immersion this summer but it’s been a tough year for a variety of reasons, the worst of which was a pedophile teacher in their midst. So I say screw it. If they want to sit on the dock of the bay for 8 weeks, I’m all over it.
I’ll admit - under duress - that I very, ***very ***briefly considered this, as I was making my shaking-with-rage way back home. “Screw them, I’m **so **gonna … oh, wait, months of physical hell culminated by excruciating pain … dammit, never mind.”
See, that’s what really gets me. This whole “I’m never having children” thing is not new. As my parents’ only child, I’m keenly aware of the fact that my decision to not have children robs them of any chance at grandbabies - I’m the only chance they had. So WTF is up with this now? Oh, right - irrational hysteria. I almost forgot.
Done, and done. Changed my locks, too, for good measure. (My parents had a key to my apt. Figured it was for the best. What if they let themselves in? “Who the heck are you?” sticks out hand “Hiya, I’m the guy who’s banging your daughter; nice to meetcha.”)
Ahhhh … one of my favorite songs. {peaceful face}
Wait. What’s all this about a pedophile teacher?!?!? :eek:
Good for you!!!
I hope your decision not to be a parent doesn’t stem from this wonderful example they’ve set.
But then I see;
It’s not, you know. Well, I suppose it can be for some, but that’s not the norm. Some of us actually fucking glow when we’re pregnant. That was a shock, lemme tell you! But honestly, until about the last month (when you feel whale size) I felt better than I ever had. Disgusting, I know. And the excruciating pain… well, there are drugs for that 
Sadly, there are no drugs for the endless tedium of raising a rug-rat*, only those brief moments of transcendent joy that also come with raising a rug-rat. Not trying to talk you into it, just wanting to give you a fair frame of reference.
ps. Mixed race people/babies are by far the best looking. Seriously!
*well, there are, but they’re not recommended.
In high school, my vice principal was a pedophile. Apparently he’s re-offended numerous times too. What a fucking asshole.
All you people who push elevator buttons that are already lit? Go get some therapy.
Oh yeah it slays me when they see it lit, look at you standing there and push it again:rolleyes:!
This x42.
On the topic of elevators, there is also the ‘guy who leaves elevator, but holds the door open with foot to finish his conversation with his buddy still on the elevator’. If the conversation was that important, stay on the elevator or get your buddy to step off with you. Dont hold up 5 other people with your bullshit. Makes m want to perform a ‘this is sparta’ kick and watch him land on his ass as the elevator doors close.
Waitaminute. ICE hockey?
How the HELL is frickin’ ICE hockey still going on in JUNE?
Inside. At an ice arena I would presume. 
No doubt. But what’s the matter with baseball? I was always under the impression that the pro athletes were just doing a somewhat more expensive version of what their kids were doing for fun at any given time. And ice hockey is for frozen ponds.
ROFLMAO 
I don’t need another cat. I don’t need another cat. I don’t need another cat.
Even if there is the most gorgeous long haired gray cat at the local pet store shelter and she’s so beautiful and incredibly friendly and even tolerates brushing and has the daintiest meow and the most gloriously delicate little kitty feet and the most elegant little purr and will even sit in your lap and let you pet her oh so soft kitty belly.
I don’t need another cat. Right? Even though I really want the grey cat damn it.
Soft kitty, warm kitty,
Little ball of fur.
Happy kitty, sleepy kitty,
Purr, purr, purr.
You don’t think anyone here is going to try and talk you out of another cat do you?
Oh my god this kitty is so cute. But my husband would freak if I brought her home. Because we already have two cats totaling about forty pounds between the two them. But I really want to bring her home because she’s so freaking cute and sweet. I mean we’re writing about a glorious long hair with fabulous green eyes who is about as friendly as your average Golden Retriever or first grader. Maybe I could hide her somewhere?
Like in your houses?
Actually in summer they play inline.
Why not let another family have it? They will love it as much as you do.
Well to be honest, that wouldnt work anymore. No wide open free places to play and few “free” kids to play with.
Maybe you could rent some.
I agree. They have that permanent lite tan and thick curly hair.
BTW, forgive me for saying this but maybe your parents arent such total idiots and actually have your best interest at heart? If you cant get thru to them maybe another relative? I know you want to be all independent and brave and all but they are the only parents you will ever have. Please think twice about totally shutting the door.