My kids aren't things, but they do love me back. I completely understand the amount of financial responsibility needed for a gesture that can go to shit in a manner of years but....So far so good.
That weird because every time I did acid, I found myself staring at lights or running water for hours.....Processing comeplete thoughts were nearly impossible. I got naked on a beach at about 2am, romped and flipped for what seemed like an eternity (though it was probably 20 minutes at most) and when we decided to leave, I wand to take some sand home because it felt awesome but couldn't figure out how to carry the sand AND my clothes.
And asleep.....This means something may be wrong and they took responsibility. That responsibility being "Don't call her dumb ass mama"
And why are you sending a note, pussy....Why not show up and show your ass so they can cart you off the premises and ban you.
The school has most likely had to deal with your special brand of social skills and blatant neglect and decided to call someone responsible to see about a possibly sick child.
This is the worst story ever told. Ever think that because he was alone, instead of being cordial he took the opportunity to treat you how he felt you deserved to be treated.
In a sexual harassment situation, we would have taken this chance to put the moves on you but instead he was a dismissive dick. That's not a sign he was trying to get you to fuck.