Kids
Either you love 'em or you hate 'em. Or in the case of Fred West - both. Tell us your ankle-biter stories.
( , Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
Either you love 'em or you hate 'em. Or in the case of Fred West - both. Tell us your ankle-biter stories.
( , Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
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I was on a train not too long ago...
A child came and sat opposite me, shortly followed by its* mother. This child was not particularly young and had no visible abnormalities. Until the train started to pull away from the station.
At this point the child jumped up onto the seat and proceeded to bark at something outside of the window. Hmm, curious. Mother decided to distract the child with some snacks. Fine.
So then, there she sits, offering one treat at a time, with thedog child, eyes and mouth wide, staring with a look of desperation whilst drooling over itself.
Fantastic. Love** kids, me.
*Of unidentifiable gender.
**Love Kick
( , Thu 17 Apr 2008, 17:47, Reply)
A child came and sat opposite me, shortly followed by its* mother. This child was not particularly young and had no visible abnormalities. Until the train started to pull away from the station.
At this point the child jumped up onto the seat and proceeded to bark at something outside of the window. Hmm, curious. Mother decided to distract the child with some snacks. Fine.
So then, there she sits, offering one treat at a time, with the
Fantastic. Love** kids, me.
*Of unidentifiable gender.
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( , Thu 17 Apr 2008, 17:47, Reply)
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