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On my side of the building there are at least five children in the five to nine age bracket and they congregate just outside my window. I am on the second floor and cannot open my balcony door as these little fuckers spend most every evening and all weekend running and screaming. It makes me cringe to even hear their fucking little voices!!
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The parents send them outside to get the brats out of their hair, but in the process allow their little mistakes to ruin my peaceful mornings! I sometimes sit here and imagine myself chucking rocks at their tiny child heads and causing them to cry or better yet knocking a few of them unconscious. My favorite daydream is hitting one so hard they lay on the ground seizing uncontrollably. I hate children!
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Twice this weekend I went out to eat and each time there were screaming children in the restaurant. In one the parents allowed their little bastards to run freely through the restaurant and I was like so close to finding the assholes and giving them a piece of my mind. It was at that time one of the brats tripped and bloodied his nose as his face crushed against the floor and I could not help but explode in fits of uncontrollable laughter. The shit was not hurt badly, just bloodied - it still brings a smile to my face just recalling it lol. I blame to fucktard parents for not controlling their little brat!
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I have learned that next PCS I am just gonna buy or rent a home,because these white and black trash parents do not control their little mistakes - I just cannot stand the little fuckers!!!
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