Jun 1, 2021, 9:20:34 AMJun 1
Story a friend's mom told ME.
So we went camping, both families.
And the two moms just yacked and yacked we yacked on the fishing part we yacked on the hiking part the cooking part of course and campfire part. Our husbands kept asking us where we put it all. And to us it was an offshoot of our generation. Men want silence, why I don't know.
Not all men just husbands. It's like they are still formulating the answer to a question asked of them a long time ago Hello little boy, how old are you?
Doesn't he know his age Sally? Sure he does, tell us your years old son. Well he's just tired I guess. He's three, right son?
Maybe his mom should have forced him to talk I don't know.
What would make kids clam up so tight?
Something strikes them as weird and their gone from existence.
She said hello. She said hell, oh. She's bad. I gotta be excused. Mom doesn't know. Mom didn't hear she said hell-O. Hell. God help please help.
Quiet just be everyone be quiet...
Clam up kids always become well, not as verbal.
They become workers not artist's.
At that point I said, where do you put it all?
Aren't you actually trying to make up for clam ppl?
Who would talk if you went dry? Would silence say something?
Then she said, where do you get it from?
I force it out. It's there so I use it. Now that I know some ppl live on only one brain cell I kind of want to train more than two of MINE and so on.
Well what about this. Then his grandfather would tell him how much he hates gooks.
And then any hint of a gook he exited reality. But then if you forced him to be nice to a gook he would, but watch, he will make an excuse to take out the trash and be gone for three hours.
Or as long as the gook was around. Pathetic what kids go through. Um, I got to go, see ya.
That was nice it's nice to speak to a man and the subject not end up about war Everytime.
Yeah I know it's a habit to live in blind terror Everytime.