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He'd better pray to god...
18 years ago
i liek turtles.
...that I'm in a WONDERFUL fucking mood next time I see him. Phillip's little brother has gotten on my last fucking nerve and I'm up to HERE with him running his cock sucking mouth. I'm sick of him pissing Phillip off. I'm sick of that little brat whining and bitching about EVERYTHING.
That's MY fucking job!
I just hope that Phillip doesn't get in trouble and has to break contact with me over that stupid shit...
Ugh. I hate children. I hate those drooling little cunts. Lying little shit heads think the world revolves around them. They're like crack-headed celebrities with no future other than the one lying in the gutter!
Children ranging from ages 6-13 always manage to make my life miserable! Why? Because I can't beat the HELL out of them without getting into some serious shit!
Ugh... I don't know. I really don't know. The stress is driving me fucking nuts. I have enough going on emotionally as it is...
That's MY fucking job!
I just hope that Phillip doesn't get in trouble and has to break contact with me over that stupid shit...
Ugh. I hate children. I hate those drooling little cunts. Lying little shit heads think the world revolves around them. They're like crack-headed celebrities with no future other than the one lying in the gutter!
Children ranging from ages 6-13 always manage to make my life miserable! Why? Because I can't beat the HELL out of them without getting into some serious shit!
Ugh... I don't know. I really don't know. The stress is driving me fucking nuts. I have enough going on emotionally as it is...
Yes, they are. But he's doing it because he knows he can get away with it. And so far, from what I hear right here, he -is- getting away with it.
He's a jackass.
Now treat him like one.
Me and Phillip will be talking, laughing, or just cuddling... Little brother comes into the room with something stupid to say...
THEN tries to get me to do something stupid for his own amusement. I just refuse and walk off back into Phillip's room...
It really gets fucking old after the first HUNDRED TIMES.
Meh...
<3 you's
What I found that works: Every single time, interrupt him with something. Usually I just say "Do you think I care?" "Do you think I care?". And not stop with it. Every time he tries to talk to you idiocally, interrupt him. Eventually, he'll get frustrated that he can't get to you, and stop.
And daftly enough I just imagine ya as ya scaly self blasting babies away XD
All while I'm on the phone. Phillip had the courtesy enough to hang up on me. <3 I'll have to thank him at school tomorrow.
-Squishes-
*chant* EAT HIM! EAT HIM! WHOOOO!
*whips out videocamera*