Numb the Pain
Today at work, my use of a needle made a small child cry so hard that he almost vomited. For this, I feel guilty. It's not really my fault, exactly, but then again, it was sad. I wish it wouldn't have happened.
Just gonna have to quit my job as a smack dealer, I guess.
-B-to-the-ORT.
Just gonna have to quit my job as a smack dealer, I guess.
-B-to-the-ORT.
posted by B.O.R.T. at 10:39 PM
1 Comments:
I wouldn't worry about it.
"The kid was born a crack head. The kid neglected to use the potholders to remove the roast from the oven. The kid lost respect for his mom even though her whoring around put food on the table. The kid wound up caring for his elderly dog until it passed away at the age of 19."
Kids have to learn... As a sidenote, I made a kid cry until vomiting by cursing him out for walking in my grass.
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