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21 days ago5 points(+0/-0/+5Score on mirror)4 children
Don't feel bad when your grandson jams in the car deep inside the IN / OUT tube, cracks the mirror, fills all the compartments with apple juice and pushes it up against the heater to warp and burn.
Many children have a knack for destroying everything nice.
21 days ago7 points(+0/-0/+7Score on mirror)1 child
I noticed a correlation here, kids who watch brainrot videos were (((influencers))) destroy nice expensive things for likes, are more likely to be destructive and evil. Meanwhile, kids who don't have a phone or jewbox but instead spend time outside with their frens and is fostered by their parents usually turn out to be good kids who build things.
20 days ago1 point(+0/-0/+1Score on mirror)1 child
Reminds me of when I had been given a wooden stool as a child. It later became a time out stool, and because I was a bad kid I got put in timeout a lot. Id thought that breaking it would stop me getting in trouble so I punched it and it split in half. My dad then put it back together with metal pieces and bolts
20 days ago1 point(+0/-0/+1Score on mirror)1 child
When I was six years I, I remember getting in trouble a LOT in school and being forced to sit by myself in the far corner.
I loved it!
I'd spend time fantasizing about different ways to torture and murder my teachers, burning down the school and their homes with firebombs made with timer fuses (the hate felt kinda good)... and machines I could build with Lego when I got home.
I'd think about different ways to comprehend the infinite universe and different ways to comprehend God's perspective being all knowing and and omniscient.
That last one fascinated and made me feel powerful because my life choices would perfectly preserved, forever be recorded in God's memory. It made me talk with Jesus more.
Same. Even in Middle School I'd thought stuff like stuffing the teacher who got me grounded in a giant blender, or creating unhealthy germ liquids to poison them with.
At some point I began to question similar things, Why the world is the way it is, and in WW2 History I'd realized that even the Holocaust happened, America did eventually win the war so there must be a God who let us win.
Many children have a knack for destroying everything nice.
We're talking about kids that aren't even self-aware yet and can't recognize themself in the mirror, you retard.
I loved it!
I'd spend time fantasizing about different ways to torture and murder my teachers, burning down the school and their homes with firebombs made with timer fuses (the hate felt kinda good)... and machines I could build with Lego when I got home.
I'd think about different ways to comprehend the infinite universe and different ways to comprehend God's perspective being all knowing and and omniscient.
That last one fascinated and made me feel powerful because my life choices would perfectly preserved, forever be recorded in God's memory. It made me talk with Jesus more.
At some point I began to question similar things, Why the world is the way it is, and in WW2 History I'd realized that even the Holocaust happened, America did eventually win the war so there must be a God who let us win.