Did you hear about the woman that left her paraplegic son out in the woods for a few days while she visited her boyfriend, armed only with a bible.
The story you linked to is actually worse -- her son is a quadriplegic. A paraplegic is bad enough, but at least might have a shot. A quadriplegic, this should be attempted murder.
People like this should be forced to sit on the floor.
You post this in the I don't want to live on this planet anymore thread? It doesn't seem that bad. There's even an empty seat by her feet. The people standing don't seem too concerned. Most of the time on the train a few people stand so that they don't have to sit next to another person.
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You post this in the I don't want to live on this planet anymore thread? It doesn't seem that bad. There's even an empty seat by her feet. The people standing don't seem too concerned. Most of the time on the train a few people stand so that they don't have to sit next to another person.
You're right. What was I thinking?
I'm sure many people would jump at the chance to sit next to her feet.
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Not saying it excuses her lying down, but is she pregnant?
That could add a fair amount of context to the photo.
Or has a back problem. If this kind of thing makes someone question life on this planet, then their life must be pretty traumatic on moment to moment basis from people acting in slightly selfish ways.
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Hmmm. I didn't relize this thread title was meant to be taken literally. I think I will exit now.
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From HFBoard oiler fan, in analyzing MacT's management:
O.K. there has been a lot of talk on whether or not MacTavish has actually done a good job for us, most fans on this board are very basic in their analysis and I feel would change their opinion entirely if the team was successful.
The 23-year-old Australian lied about having terminal brain cancer, and profited from her completely fictional story via her "natural wellness" app, The Whole Pantry. On her blog, she claims she cured her terminal brain cancer by avoiding gluten and sugar. Shocking, I know, but: this is not how cancer works.
Last month, Gibson failed to donate the $300K she promised from app sales of to charity. Friends had begun to question whether the cancer diagnosis might be made up. Police in Victoria said they would not pursue criminal charges against Gibson, but the internet seems ready to.
I brought my 3 y/o son to the park the other day while my wife had an appointment. It was a nice day out so we went for a walk on the beach, played on the rocks near the river, threw some rocks into the rapids, then went to the playground. After sliding on the slides and being told not to eat sand half a hundred times, he decided he wanted to go on the swings. He still hasn't mastered the art of balance, so using the big boy swing is out of the question unless I want to send him sailing into the noon day sky. So into the toddler swing he goes. I love to play around with my kid, so as he is swinging I pretend he kicks me and fall over, only to get up quickly before he swings back. He's loving every minute of it. Laughing and giggling like crazy.
Anyways, as we were laughing and carrying on and having a time, a group (6 or 7 maybe?) of teenagers moved in to use the big boy swings next to us. Now, I'm 26 years old, and I've always been a little socially anxious, but I didn't give a crap that day, because my little guy was having a blast. I just carried on being ridiculous, pretending they weren't there. After a few minutes, I overheard on of the snot nosed punks ask a few of the other snot nosed punks "Do you think that kid is ######ed? What's wrong with him?" and one of the other kids replied "Look at the guy. He's ######ed too. It's probably ######s in the Park day or something." I was livid. I started to formulate a response without screaming at these kids, or without physically assaulting them. Before I could say or do anything, one of the pretty girls the snot nosed punk was putting the moves on stepped up and chewed the kid out. She said he is a normal little boy having fun with his daddy who is trying to make his little boy giggle. She turned around, grabber her purse, and walked over to me and my son. She apologized for the behavior of her comrades and said my little guy was the cutest little boy she has seen in a long time and to just ignore them because I was being a great dad and that's all that matters.
Is that what youths these days do? They see a father and son having fun and laughing in public and they call them names within earshot? I don't care if they wanted to insult me. I've been called worse by better, but to a 3 y/o? Really? God bless the young lass for saying and doing what she did. If not for her I may have made the news that day, and not for my horrendous playoff "beard".
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Curse these street youths these days.
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An eight-year-old girl in St-Jean-sur-Richelieu, Que. was told she's no longer allowed to read books on the school bus because it poses a risk to the safety of other students.
I brought my 3 y/o son to the park the other day while my wife had an appointment. It was a nice day out so we went for a walk on the beach, played on the rocks near the river, threw some rocks into the rapids, then went to the playground. After sliding on the slides and being told not to eat sand half a hundred times, he decided he wanted to go on the swings. He still hasn't mastered the art of balance, so using the big boy swing is out of the question unless I want to send him sailing into the noon day sky. So into the toddler swing he goes. I love to play around with my kid, so as he is swinging I pretend he kicks me and fall over, only to get up quickly before he swings back. He's loving every minute of it. Laughing and giggling like crazy.
Anyways, as we were laughing and carrying on and having a time, a group (6 or 7 maybe?) of teenagers moved in to use the big boy swings next to us. Now, I'm 26 years old, and I've always been a little socially anxious, but I didn't give a crap that day, because my little guy was having a blast. I just carried on being ridiculous, pretending they weren't there. After a few minutes, I overheard on of the snot nosed punks ask a few of the other snot nosed punks "Do you think that kid is ######ed? What's wrong with him?" and one of the other kids replied "Look at the guy. He's ######ed too. It's probably ######s in the Park day or something." I was livid. I started to formulate a response without screaming at these kids, or without physically assaulting them. Before I could say or do anything, one of the pretty girls the snot nosed punk was putting the moves on stepped up and chewed the kid out. She said he is a normal little boy having fun with his daddy who is trying to make his little boy giggle. She turned around, grabber her purse, and walked over to me and my son. She apologized for the behavior of her comrades and said my little guy was the cutest little boy she has seen in a long time and to just ignore them because I was being a great dad and that's all that matters.
Is that what youths these days do? They see a father and son having fun and laughing in public and they call them names within earshot? I don't care if they wanted to insult me. I've been called worse by better, but to a 3 y/o? Really? God bless the young lass for saying and doing what she did. If not for her I may have made the news that day, and not for my horrendous playoff "beard".
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Curse these street youths these days.
you're a better man then me. I'd have said to my son if I had one "Junior this is how you take out the trash". Then I'd walk up and quip something clever at the first one like "###### this zit face" and then ram my forehead into his nose. Then I'd grab another jerk, with a teenage pimply face and grind his face into the sand while yelling "This will help clear those blackheads sunshine". then the third one I'd grab in a rear naked joke while gleefully yelling "This one's yours son, now punch him in the $$$$". to which my son would coolly say "Austa La Vista Testicles" and then smack him in the jublies.
Then we'd go and have ice cream and I'd say "I love you son" and he'd say "I love you dad"
At least that's how it would go in my head.
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I don't get why the police aren't pursuing fraud charges.
Personally in fraud cases that take advantage of the sick, or the elderly or put other people in danger (Following these garbage cures). I'm all for a return of short jail sentences with a hard labor component.
that's right, bring back rock breaking for scumbags.
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