Parenting Smakk
Now I don’t claim to be an expert on the whole parenting thing since I do not have any children (that I know of at least), but it seem some things would be common sense. Here’s the story: While walking into my bank today, I pass a car that has the engine running with no one inside it. Whatever, people are a little too trusting. I get inside the bank and the only other customers are two giant pigs (not that their weight has anything to do with the story – I'm just giving you a visual) standing around waiting on their transaction to be completed. I can tell by their obvious disgusted attitude that there is some sort of hold up with them able to get their business done so they can head back to the troft. Luckily, another teller comes available and I can get my stuff completed before the obvious scene erupts. I have a little hang-up due to the check having the Bunny’s maiden name on it but get through the transaction, and leave the branch after about 5 minutes. So I leave the bank with the oinkers starting up their arguments with the other teller as that scene begins to unfold.
Walking outside, I see the same piece of shit ford still running with no driver or passenger, thus figuring it must belong to the sides of pork still inside the branch. As I walk back by the car, I now notice that there is one passenger still in the backseat – in a baby car seat. That’s right. This whole time there has been an approximate 6-month old toddler sitting in the back of the car. Like I said early, I’m no parent but there seems to be something wrong with leaving your defenseless child in a “Hey, why don’t you steal me now?” car situation for 10 minutes while you AND the person that accompanied you argues with your bank.
This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy went home,
These two fat piggys went to the bank,
And their little piggy baby got carjacked because they were too stupid and fucking lazy to carry their kid inside the bank and left him in their running piece of shit car while the thief jumped into the front seat, drove away with your ride and child and cried wee, wee, wee all the way home…
Now I don’t claim to be an expert on the whole parenting thing since I do not have any children (that I know of at least), but it seem some things would be common sense. Here’s the story: While walking into my bank today, I pass a car that has the engine running with no one inside it. Whatever, people are a little too trusting. I get inside the bank and the only other customers are two giant pigs (not that their weight has anything to do with the story – I'm just giving you a visual) standing around waiting on their transaction to be completed. I can tell by their obvious disgusted attitude that there is some sort of hold up with them able to get their business done so they can head back to the troft. Luckily, another teller comes available and I can get my stuff completed before the obvious scene erupts. I have a little hang-up due to the check having the Bunny’s maiden name on it but get through the transaction, and leave the branch after about 5 minutes. So I leave the bank with the oinkers starting up their arguments with the other teller as that scene begins to unfold.
Walking outside, I see the same piece of shit ford still running with no driver or passenger, thus figuring it must belong to the sides of pork still inside the branch. As I walk back by the car, I now notice that there is one passenger still in the backseat – in a baby car seat. That’s right. This whole time there has been an approximate 6-month old toddler sitting in the back of the car. Like I said early, I’m no parent but there seems to be something wrong with leaving your defenseless child in a “Hey, why don’t you steal me now?” car situation for 10 minutes while you AND the person that accompanied you argues with your bank.
This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy went home,
These two fat piggys went to the bank,
And their little piggy baby got carjacked because they were too stupid and fucking lazy to carry their kid inside the bank and left him in their running piece of shit car while the thief jumped into the front seat, drove away with your ride and child and cried wee, wee, wee all the way home…
posted by CaptSmakk @ 1:37 PM
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