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Originally posted by war_ner
Well, I just anna say my parents aint really as supportive as you girl.. Lucky kid. 
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That made me sad to read, war_ner. Unfortunately, there is no "Parent School" or test you have to take in order to breed. That makes a lot of kids stuck with parents that aren't as good as FB and Chris.
My "son" Steven is a boy my youngest asked to give a ride home because he'd been beaten up three days in a row on the way home because he was gay. I said "get that kid in the car." Well, we sort of brought him home...and kept him. His mother didn't care. We raised him, and she got to keep the money his Navy father sent every month and spend it on drugs. (The Navy father was out at sea.) Steven was 15 at the time. That October, he walked around with a jack-o-lantern in his arms. Wouldn't put the thing down. It was the first jack-o-lantern he'd ever carved. AT FIFTEEN?!?!?!?!? By the time my kids were that age, they were professional carvers they'd done it so much.
I'd talk about his first Christmas with us but it will reduce all of us to tears and we don't need that. That whole "present" concept was news to Steven.
Daddy was cool, though, once he came back from sea. It turned out that Steven was Daddy's favorite, which is why Mommy Dearest tortured him.
That woman is the reason people like me should not own handguns.
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