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It's 22:36 as I write this, and outside (my window's open because it's nice and warm) there are about 4-5 kids "playing". By playing I mean screaming at each other and kicking a football. And by kids, I mean between five and ten years old.
Little kids outside at half-ten at night playing. And they're not kids that live nearby either, as in a few doors away.
What the hell kind of parents let their small children out at this time of night?
"Got nar school tomorrow innit?" says the eldest (the irony of that)
Oh well that's ok then, what was I thinking?
Of course you can play outside at nearly quarter to eleven because there's no school tomorrow!
*slaps forehead* Silly me.
Yet were these feral babycrims to be murdered and taped for internet childsexsnuff flicks, the parents would sob and plead on national television about how "we've been robbed of our li'le angel! he never done no 'arm to noone".
Pfffft, so we lose another deliquent.
*looks out window*
Nope, world's still turning.
> Flock wrote:
> "As long as decent intelligent people stand up for themselves
> and whats right hopes not lost yet."
>
> *wipes away tear*
Sometimes i want to punch myself so hard
That wouldn't have seemed quite so bad if i'd quoted what i was replying to.
Stops them getting athsma and all that crap from living in sterile environments, no doubt their natural immunities will be really good too. ;)
> Some stuff about that little girl.
This reminds me of my next door neighbours. There is one woman, and about 7 kids living there. They are always banging on the door screaming to be let in. Today two of them come over knocking on my door asking for a teddy which was thrown over the fence.
They were filthy. But thinking about it, I've never seen them looking clean, and I don't think they go to school either.
I'm not going to say that ALL 'bad' kids are 'bad' because of the parents, but I can't help thinking these kids next door would have turned out a but more polite and a bit less sewer-mouthed if their mother sent them to school once in a while and actually looked out for them.
Staying up until then would of been due to extreme circumstances - like funerals.
> My kids shall hunt them.
Wow. We're both going to be fathers of baby goats.