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...it really applies to ALL countries, but you know what I mean. Discuss...


BTW, I hope you don't find this post offensive. If so, I'm sooo sorry I made you cry in your Cheerios...you wussy. :poke:

 

I cried in my organic wheat flakes, in my bowl that has been sanitized more than a scalple ready for surgury. Get it right :mad:

 

:rolleyes:

 

I agree, wholeheartedly.

 

BTW was there supposed to be a link or what?

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My little cousin Ross is a perfect example. At 10 years old, he's I donno, 4'5, maybe taller, buck fiddy, and plays and loves football. But is raised by his mom and nana and grandma and two older sisters, and is a complete pantywaste. I see other boys like this often, and it's just saddening. He should be on protein shakes and crushing the kids who are half his size, and getting a scholarship to UT playing O-Line and then having the 4.0 (he's brilliant) to get into the Law School there.

 

I doubt he ever leaves home.

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No links.


You can check the ACLU website or review most of the articles on CNN for reference.

 

 

I just spat all over my screen.

 

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The one that did it for me, was when the teachers were encouraged to use non red colors in their corrections of kids homework, because Red was a harsh color, and might send the wrong message, or hurt feelings.

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I love sitting in the staff room at school at lunch time and listening to all the older, trippy-hippy '70s throwback teachers whimper, whine, snivel and sob about everything.

 

Blow your nose, wipe your eyes, put some ice in a towel and hold it against your {censored} (or man-china if you're a male whimp) if it hurts and get over it. Life occasionally sucks. Deal with it and move on. :D

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I love sitting in the staff room at school at lunch time and listening to all the older, trippy-hippy '70s throwback teachers whimper, whine, snivel and sob about everything.


Blow your nose, wipe your eyes, put some ice in a towel and hold it against your {censored} (or man-china if you're a male whimp) if it hurts and get over it. Life occasionally sucks. Deal with it and move on.
:D

 

It's all the hippies' fault isn't it! :mad:

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I just spat all over my screen.


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The one that did it for me, was when the teachers were encouraged to use non red colors in their corrections of kids homework, because Red was a harsh color, and might send the wrong message, or hurt feelings.

 

 

Not near as bad as the hurt feeling my son's butt feels when he gets an F just because he jacked around in class a flunked his test and I KNOW he knew the material - non-red ink or not.

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I've taken it as a personal mission to toughen up my 10 year old nephew. He's being raised by his mom, who I will say is a hard ass when it comes to discipline, but he doesn't do normal "boy" things; I found out a few months ago that the poor kid doesn't know how to ride a bike because his {censored} ass father wont teach him.:mad:

 

So his mom's boyfriend and I have been taking him snowboarding, and not letting him get butthurt when he falls. Honestly, I think he WANTS influences like that, because he rises to the challenges we present him. This summer, it's going to be mountain biking, fishing, and shooting guns. When he's a little bigger, dirt bikes and snowmobiles.

 

I also encouraged him to cut a red star out of construction paper and give it to his teacher, but his mom nixed that idea.:D

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The one that did it for me, was when the teachers were encouraged to use non red colors in their corrections of kids homework, because Red was a harsh color, and might send the wrong message, or hurt feelings.

 

Speaking as a former instructor, I didn't avoid red and use blue because I was afraid of hurting feelings...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

...I did that to keep blood pressure lower and hence shorten the time spent on arguments with students appealing their paper grades. :D

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I'm a product of a "wussy making" society and environment...

 

And I'm a complete hardass.

 

 

Not really, but I'm not a wussy in the sense that I can't take physical pain or emotional stress or anything. I, however, do not lack any emotional capacities, as far as I know.

 

It sounds like you guys want everyone to be totally violent sociopaths?

 

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Wait... *looks at his copy of Girl, Interrupted*

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I might be a wussy.

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