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Parenting.....
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NICE.
My parents tried the same thing with me on my first picnic in the country as a child, except they didn't take to account that my ankles were too fat for the rattlesnake holes.
I've still got some emotional issues regarding that time. My parents felt bad enough to pay for a psychiatrist...or whatever he is.
I'm not sure what to think about his piano wire therapy. I don't really get to talk while he's choking me, and more often than not, he just get's tired and frustrated and tells me my time's up.
Next week we start my "Unfortunate Bowhunting Accident Regression/Association Exercises".
My parents tried the same thing with me on my first picnic in the country as a child, except they didn't take to account that my ankles were too fat for the rattlesnake holes.
I've still got some emotional issues regarding that time. My parents felt bad enough to pay for a psychiatrist...or whatever he is.
I'm not sure what to think about his piano wire therapy. I don't really get to talk while he's choking me, and more often than not, he just get's tired and frustrated and tells me my time's up.
Next week we start my "Unfortunate Bowhunting Accident Regression/Association Exercises".
Poor ducklings. :waterwork
I saw something like that in the paper a few months ago, I don't know if it was the same one in the picture. The ducklings were rescued by taking the cover off the drain, and another drain which they had gone to.
And poor Sinky. rofl
I saw something like that in the paper a few months ago, I don't know if it was the same one in the picture. The ducklings were rescued by taking the cover off the drain, and another drain which they had gone to.
And poor Sinky. rofl
Most of those ducklings survived, using their tragedy as motivation throughout their lives, and worked their way up the corporate ladder to become officers of Fortune 500 companies.
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Ahhhhh, .........the good ol' days. Like when my father taught me how to swim, ...................I almost didn't make it out of that burlap bag and back to the surface, ......................and all the kittens kept scratching me while I tried to get the knot untied.
Yep, it was tougher being raised back then!
Yep, it was tougher being raised back then!
