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Dec. 22nd, 2003 07:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
novapsycheThere were the most ANNOYING children on the bus tonight. Just two of them, obviously siblings (as their mother was with them). They apparently felt that they had the right to speak as loudly as they wanted to. Their mom kept telling them to be quiet--I can't tell you how often she said that to them. But she didn't tell them like a mom tells them (i.e., in a commanding tone); it sounded like she was pleading with them. And it absolutely didn't work.
At one point, they started telling "yo mama" jokes. Yes, again, their mother was traveling with them. It would have been one thing if their jokes were actually funny.
Yo mama so fat, she thought you were a porkchop and tried to eat you!
Then I was privy to this tidbit:
Yo mama gives so many blowjobs that there's cum permanently around her lips.
Now, to give you some idea, I estimate that the older sibling, a girl, was about 10 or 12, and her brother was around 8 (9 at the most). It was the boy who told both of the above jokes. The sister made jokes, too, but for some reason (I'm repressing?) I can't remember them.
The mother pleaded with them, "Stop talking about me." The children went on with their extremely loud conversation until the bus pulled into the station. I, of course, tried to get off the bus as soon as possible to get away from them and to make my connecting bus. "Jesus fucking Christ!" I muttered audibly.
(Of course they needed the same connection. But at least there were no more unfunny jokes. And they took an early stop. I do thank God for small favors.)
At one point, they started telling "yo mama" jokes. Yes, again, their mother was traveling with them. It would have been one thing if their jokes were actually funny.
Yo mama so fat, she thought you were a porkchop and tried to eat you!
Then I was privy to this tidbit:
Yo mama gives so many blowjobs that there's cum permanently around her lips.
Now, to give you some idea, I estimate that the older sibling, a girl, was about 10 or 12, and her brother was around 8 (9 at the most). It was the boy who told both of the above jokes. The sister made jokes, too, but for some reason (I'm repressing?) I can't remember them.
The mother pleaded with them, "Stop talking about me." The children went on with their extremely loud conversation until the bus pulled into the station. I, of course, tried to get off the bus as soon as possible to get away from them and to make my connecting bus. "Jesus fucking Christ!" I muttered audibly.
(Of course they needed the same connection. But at least there were no more unfunny jokes. And they took an early stop. I do thank God for small favors.)
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