Monday, February 23, 2009

Where Are Your Parents?

It is no secret that I am NOT scared of kids. I'd beat a child's ass in the street to the point where no on would question that it wasn't my kid...LOL

It would be like, why is Nina beating that curly haired light-skinned child? Oh, he must be mixed..hahaha!

10:00pm +
NYC
It is fucking coooold! Cold to where you need to be in your bed cuddled with some special. My bones are rattling. I'm tired. I've worked all day. These 4 little boys are running around the train. They look like they ranged from 9 - MAYBE 13. Yelling and carrying on.

Wtf?

Isn't it a school night, lil mofos??

I shot all of them a glance of sheer death if it continued. I like to think it worked, they promptly moved trains...

What is wrong in the world?

Shaking my head!

P.S. If I'm paying the MTA $100 a month to take me to and fro and so is a million other NewYorkers, why in the hell is there no heat on the train? I feel like I'm sitting on a park bench.
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2 comments:

Chris said...

That is some bullshyte!!! For real. Some kids just need to be punched in the chest...or as I like to call it, Ric Flaired...Wwwhhhooooooooooooo!!!

CurvyGurl ♥ said...

ROFL! This sounds like something I'd say. I'm good for the evil eye with a few threats thrown in. Get home safe, girlie!