So, here's a crazy story. I broke some decorative glass. Fucking accidents happen, right? Here's the dealio. I'm living with the single most demonic child on the planet, and of course in-laws who think they know better.
Anyway, I break this glass item, and sweep it up. No big deal. The fucking devil child says to her devil grandma, "Michael broke that glass thing!! He's a piece of shit." I may have paraphrased, but you get the point. So, demon grandma gives me this whole spiel about how glass can kill people, blah blah blah, and I tried my best to point out how demon child didn't fucking LISTEN!!!!!!!!!!!
I get the dangers of glass. It fucking kills. Wonderful. But here is what I wanted to get across: Your grandchild is a fucking piece of human garbage. All she had to do was listen when I said to put on shoes. Yes I cleaned, yes I vacuumed. That is not the fucking point. What I want to say is: Why are we overlooking all the bullshit that this child is trying to pull, and then if I mention it, they say "She's only five." As though this exempts her from being a piece of human garbage. End of rant.
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