They boarded the bus, a tiny tribe of pyjamaed children... it was 8.30pm... accompanied by two equally young mothers. The brother and sister hopped up on the large single seat at the front... bickering as they clambered up.
Surreptitious poking and whispers ensued...
In the end he lost... and retaliated by turning around to his mother and singing out in that clear piping tone of a four year old...
Jess called me a cunt
3 comments:
See, this is why it's good for your children to think you are willing to beat them in public. It prevents those charming moments.
Though, since it was someone elses kids, I did laugh after thinking they should be beaten.
There might have been some suppressed laughter from this side of the bus too...
ain't kids grand?
I loved it when my 3 yr old enchanted an entire restaurant by announcing that Daddy has a new fuck...
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