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Brian - 2004-07-15 09:18:16
'Nuff said... Hell, most kids today haven't even been camping. Now that teaches one or two valuable lessons: 1. Don't shit where you eat. 2. There are things in this world that will bite and sting the fuck out of you. 3. You had better put your food in a safe place at night. 4. Hamburgers that have been dropped in the fire/ on the charcoal/ on the ground still eat just fine. 5. Air conditioning is nice, but you can live without it
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Wendy - 2004-07-15 09:21:09
One more lesson: the early bird gets to post the first comment.
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Incredipete - 2004-07-15 09:53:41
I used to watch Little House on the Prairie, but only because it was the only thing my parents would let me watch.
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Jackie - 2004-07-15 11:10:06
Our parents probably said the same things about us. The thing I wouldn't like to live without--showers. To Pete: I didn't set out to write in installments but I couldn't finish in the first entry and I didn't want to rush it. Wendy and Pete:Thanks for letting me share comment pages. You're both nice.
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thea - 2004-07-15 11:23:23
Ahh your Wendy-ness. How can I agree with you, let me count the ways .... 1. My daughter is absolutely not allowed to fit-out in the store. When I say we're leaving she knows what's up. 2. Beating your children daily is totally out of stlye, you gotta catch them off guard when they're coming around the corner... then they know who's boss. 3. Noone passes out enough love, discipline is good, and I know I make jokes, but the best times with my daughter are when I see her really learn something, or when she's just sleeping. And now, I must pass the soapbox...
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HRT - 2004-07-15 11:33:35
I have to confess, my children receive a steady diet of gentle ass-whoopins. Not child abuse mind you. They rarely cry for more than 30 seconds and it's always on their bottoms or on their legs. But my son is at an age where he knows when he is doing something out of bounds. My hope and theory is that if you give kids boundaries; solid, consistent boundaries, and boundless limitless amounts of love and praise, you at least put yourself in the best possible position to have well adjusted productive members of society when they're older.

Or at least children with a hilarious phobia of belts and yardsticks....
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Wendy - 2004-07-15 12:28:05
Here here HRT! Add to that, (if you gerw up in my house, shoes, spatulas, wet dishrags, waterhoses.....anything nearby really.

One other thing we need is for our kids to obey all adults. I had to! One thing is for sure. I had better not fuck around and have someone down the road whip my ass. This would have been an embarrasement to my Mother who would have followed up with a second, more meaningful ass stomping.

Don't you guys think I was abused though. I wasn't. But I sure turned out sweet as a motherfucker!!!
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Wendy - 2004-07-15 21:18:46
Almost one whole day and only seven fucking entries. What the fuck? Does a sister need to put on a do/doo/dew/due rag and post a picture to get some love around here?

P.S. Where is my girl thea?
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Jackie - 2004-07-15 21:20:58
Don't get you panties in a twist sweet motherfucker. See, now you have another post.
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Wendy - 2004-07-15 21:22:59
Just for that, I will go read your entry again. Thanks.
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I'm Shameless - 2004-07-15 21:53:39
C'mon, Wendy! People use the boob tube as a babysitter. It's no wonder the kids today are even more effed up than we were "back in the day." Remember the days before cable? Okay, we were mere babes in the cradle back then, but stay with me here.

When we were younger, we would compare ourselves to the worst kid in the neighborhood (or in your case, Wendy, the trailer park). There was always that one kid (he was usually named "Butch" or "Chris") who would light shit on fire, try to convince you to break into one of the neighbor's homes "for kicks", or just basically used the "F-word" alot to show just how ba-a-a-a-d he was. His little bad ass was usually the one who knew just where to find those porno mags someone left in the woods down the road. But you always knew that you wouldn't be in for too much of a beatin' from your parents as long as you never got into more trouble than "Chris/Butch".

But then cable television and that effed up "has-been" named Madonna came along. Oh, yeah! She was the NEW "Chris/Butch" you compared yourself to. Of course, everyone started trying to out-do each other and that skank 'ho. Result? Today's effed up, back-talkin', baggy pants wearin' kids who have "Pimp and Ho Day" during their Senior year of high school.

Shit! Let me go preach about it on my own damn site.

Peace out.

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Incredipete - 2004-07-16 01:11:56
Ok, now you have another entry. I don't have anything else to say, but oh well.
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Incredipete - 2004-07-16 01:13:05
Well, I just read Jackie's new entry, and I must say, that was a superb piece of poetic shizznit. Very nice.
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Wendy - 2004-07-16 07:23:19
Very nice indeed Jackie. I found the poem to be quite hope provoking. It needs to be posted everywhere for all of the negative schmucks out there who never have joy in their lives.

That is Esther (not Madonna) to you I'm Shameless. She recently changed her name ya know.

Thanks for the pity comment Pete. You're the best!
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Incredipete - 2004-07-16 11:34:07
Here's another Pity Comment.
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Wendy - 2004-07-16 12:30:54
Thanks Pete, but that is just cruel now. It really isn't the thought that counts. I am sad.
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Jackie - 2004-07-16 12:35:36
Wendy--see what going for the gold gets you--misery. You should have stayed in the trailer park site like me.
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HRT - 2004-07-16 12:56:34
I'm not one who usually gives into terrorist demands (i.e. Wendiferous pouting about no one gravitating toward her site) HOWEVER because someone did make a good point I figured I'd chime in...

I think the problem with kids today is: "His little bad ass was usually the one who knew just where to find those porno mags someone left in the woods down the road."

See when I was a horny snot nosed pre-teenager that's what you had to do to see boobies. You had to swallow your pride, and often a bug, climb through a cloud of blue marlboro cigarette smoke haze and ask that scraggly faced teenager who was 15 and STILL in the 7th grade, to take you behind the drive-in to find half a stack of buried 1965 Playboy's he stole from his old man's garage. Now kids just have to wait til mom's got her back turned and go to www.britney'stits.com. I mean at least when we were kids we had to get some fresh air to get our rocks off...
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Jackie - 2004-07-16 13:46:39
My parents had Cinemax.
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I'm Shameless - 2004-07-17 10:10:36
Cinemax After Dark was great sex education but how many times can you actually watch "Emmanuelle"? And then when the character changed from an Asian girl to an older French woman I had to draw the line. The show lost all sense of realism for me.
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