So I got an email a couple days ago from the jailbait that I was hanging out with in New Orleans. She thanked me for help taking care of her and making sure that she made it back to the hotel in one piece. In all seriousness, is there a better environment for a teenager to get blitzed than in the company of older friends and family that are watching out for you at every turn, yet still out of the direct supervision of your parents?
I'm so glad that I don't have a younger sister. I can't imagine how I would react to them growing up and experiencing/experimenting the world. Here's to hoping that when I have kids someday, they will all be boys. At the very least, the oldest should be a boy that will threaten to kick the crap out of the younger sister's suitors.
I mean, when one of my younger cousins went away to college, I snapped and sent her a 10 page email about why she should never go somewhere by herself. Included in this email was all sorts of fun links to statistics on unspeakable atrocities at college campuses, as well as information about the date rape drug, etc. We never did talk about that again, but we are still on speaking terms again.
By the way, check this out, Michigan actually performed the Script Ohio before Ohio State did. HA! They can't even come up with their own band formations!
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As someone who grew up male I have come to the conclusion that you are just trading one evil for another by hoping your first born be male. Looking back I am surprised that I am still alive. All the stupid crap that almost got me: killed, maimed, paralyzed, blind, deaf, or a felon. I have a list, but I just won't share. I believe that you are just trading one type/time of trouble for another.
Posted by bob smith | October 19, 2004 12:45 PM
Posted on October 19, 2004 12:45