Comments on: Summertime approaches http://www.nickifaulk.com/2008/04/28/summertime-approaches/ I am: a web designer, geek, gamer and aspiring super mom. This is my portfolio and sandbox in this digital playground called The Internet. Sat, 11 Feb 2012 07:55:00 -0600 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Nicki http://www.nickifaulk.com/2008/04/28/summertime-approaches/comment-page-1/#comment-19562 Nicki Tue, 29 Apr 2008 19:20:41 +0000 http://www.nitallica.org/?p=1463#comment-19562 hehe, as much as I fuss about her, she really IS a great kid. And besides, what parent doesn't fuss about the things their kids do to drive them crazy? When we go out to each, or just out somewhere, I'll see another kid acting like a brat or in serious need of an ass-whoopin' and think to myself, "Thank God that's not my child!" hehe, as much as I fuss about her, she really IS a great kid. And besides, what parent doesn’t fuss about the things their kids do to drive them crazy?

When we go out to each, or just out somewhere, I’ll see another kid acting like a brat or in serious need of an ass-whoopin’ and think to myself, “Thank God that’s not my child!”

]]> By: Uncle Monster http://www.nickifaulk.com/2008/04/28/summertime-approaches/comment-page-1/#comment-19543 Uncle Monster Tue, 29 Apr 2008 10:55:53 +0000 http://www.nitallica.org/?p=1463#comment-19543 Will you be my mommy? Darn, when I was a little kid we didn't get toys if we made good grades, we just received regular beatings when we made bad grades. The nuns had a fully equipped dungeon in the basement of the school. We small children knew well the penalties for bad academic performance. Some of our classmates mysteriously disappeared under strange circumstances and the odd sounds coming from the basement helped keep us in line. Today I have no fear of terrorists because as a little boy, I had Irish nuns for teachers. I do have an unexplained fear of albino penguins for some reason. :shock: :eek: :mad: [8~{} Uncle Monster Will you be my mommy? Darn, when I was a little kid we didn’t get
toys if we made good grades, we just received regular beatings
when we made bad grades. The nuns had a fully equipped
dungeon in the basement of the school. We small children knew
well the penalties for bad academic performance. Some of our
classmates mysteriously disappeared under strange circumstances
and the odd sounds coming from the basement helped keep us in
line. Today I have no fear of terrorists because as a little boy, I
had Irish nuns for teachers. I do have an unexplained fear of albino
penguins for some reason. :shock: :eek: :mad:

[8~{} Uncle Monster

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