parents will never forget this moment

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,
Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, Pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

this is how you deal with kids

Whenever my brother got angry or wanted something, he'd start banging his head into a wall. One day he did it at my old dance studio, and some of the mothers flipped and told my mom to make him stop. She just shrugged and said he'd figure out it hurt eventually, and kept reading her magazine.

You're going to post one of these a day huh? I'm more than ok with this.

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**itrinx rolled a random image posted in comment #10 at You shall not pass! ** parents reaction ...

**Epicwinsauce rolled a random image posted in comment #153 at Morbid for gamers ** the reason I will never have kids.

Why is there a fucking wind up key in her back?

Maybe she's the Cymbalta lady. If so, the child could easily give her Cymbalta to buy the product.

>Using the brain

Ah, you guys remember that moment of dawning recognition? That moment you realized just how bad you fucked up? You were in public and started being a little bastard and you wouldn't get hit right there, no, there were some nosy people and some "all children are special"-people there. But at that moment, you'd start behaving, futile in your hopes that if you were a little angel starting then, they might not rip you a new one when you got home, you got in the car and when nothing happened, you got even more hopeful. That is, until they gave you that little sign that when you got home, shit was gonna get biblical...good times...

I am oh so pleased at the amount of Nichijou being posted lately.

MFW seeing Nichijou pics on the Front Page every day.

I know a kid that does that. He's 12...

Apparently I just didn't give a fuck about anything as a child. I never cried (injury is an exception), made loud noises, begged, woke up early, or anything. I just sat there without giving a rat's ass about the world.

To an extent, I've barely changed.

I saw that once shopping at Wal Mart.
There's this cute little girl with her grandmother.
Later she started criying and doing a full-volume-tantrum because she wanted a toy. The old lady told her:
-Hey calm down sweetie do you really want it?
-Yes, why can't I take it home??!
-Yes you can, but first go ask that officer if he can let you take that home for you to pay later and if he says yes, then we take it with us.
Suddenly the girl stops criying and go asks the cop. Obviously the cop says no.
Then she comes back with a happy expression and tells her granny that the cop said no.
The girl suddenly forgets everything and continues with her shit.
MFW

my mom raised me properly...

I never threw a tantrum. Whenever I wanted a new hotwheels car, that was usually every 3 weeks, and my mom would say no, I got really sad. But then she bought me a brand new hot wheels playset.

I used to throw monster tantrums when I was a kid. If we were in a store she would pick me up, bring me outside and tell me to finish my tantrum and the pavement. Then she would say, and I quote: "This way if you start to bleed, the rain will wash away the blood." That always shut me up.

LOL,My little sister did that at the Win-Dixie.Then my mother gave her a good spanking.Some people stared staring,while other's were applauding.

Funny thing is, the one rolling on the ground is technically the mother...