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smurfy1smile's picture

I give BM baked goods every now and then.

I love her son like my own.

I am always nice to her even though it hurts my tongue.

Anyone else??

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bewitched's picture

"To Thine Own Self Be True" William Shakesphere

I love her daughter. (SD13)

I'm a better Mom than she is.

We look alot alike (according to H's family)

She adores my Max (golden retreiver) and wants to keep him anytime we leave town.

I help her children buy her Christmas & Mothers Day gifts.

frustratedinMA's picture

How dare I take her kids to Disney World (2 times now)..

How dare I do fun things w/them, like carve pumpkins, dye eggs, etc...

Rags's picture

I coached his little league team and umpired the league. I coached his soccer team. I go to every band concert, football game and Parent Teacher Conference.

I give his son a life that he cannot afford to provide for any of his four out of wedlock spawn by three different mothers.

I take responsibility for one of his children while his mother cares for the other three.

I provide the best schools, housing, safe transportation and sushi (the SS is a sushi junky) while he spends any dime he has on his low rider. (that the first judge told him to sell 14+ years ago).

I love his son's mother instead of impregnating 16yo children as a hobby.

I love his kid unconditionally. He has virtually nothing to do with the boy.

I took SS around the world and will again this comming summer. A big event in Bio-Dad-Land is when BPGM takes all of the kids to Burger King and SpermDad might show up.

I taught SS to use the toilet, Bio-Dad gave him butt rash so bad his anus would bleed and he had puss filled welts on his rump.

I taught SS to ride his bike. Bio-Dad ????????????

I taught SS to read, Bio-Dad told him "school is not important, you should want to visit me instead of going to school".

I gave SS my family (Mom, Dad, Bro,SIL, Niece, Nephews) who all consider SS a Rags. Bio-Dad and the SpermClan consider him an outsider because he is "spoiled". Just because he has all of his own teeth does not mean he is spoiled. It means he has parents that care about his health and well being above their own.(Wife and I have all of our own teeth also.)

And so on, and so on, and so on....................

Oh yea, and my wife helps. Wink

Best regards,

Chel Bell's picture

BM would painfully admit, that I "won" !!!! :)"~waiting on the world to change~"

frustratedinMA's picture

ohh.. similiar to Rags,

Taught her children to ride bikes, rather than sticking training wheels on them and walking away (like she did)....

Let them believe in SANTA, the EASTER BUNNY and the TOOTH FAIRY..(yep.. she told them when they were 4 there was no such thing)

smurfy1smile's picture

We still have Santa, the Easter Bunny and the tooth fairy and my kids are 17, 12, 7 & 1. The older kids know if they blow the secret they get less stuff so they stay quiet.

Rags's picture

My parents are great friends with the Easter Bunny and he still goes nutz at my parents house. The bunny hides ~300 eggs every year for their 4 GrandChildren. When the kids are done mom and dad give my brother and I Easter Bunny tool kits and tell us to go find the other 50 eggs that the bunny hid for us. I'm 44 and my bro is 38. That damned Easter Bunny has gotten sneakier every year for the past 40+ years. We have had to take air vents out of the ceiling, climb 50+ feet in to trees, had to evict a pissed off squirrel out of the owl house in my parents back yard, had to disassemble light fixtures, move extremely large rocks and several other rather challenging quests just to get to those damned rabbit eggs.

And if that fat guy with the white beard in the red fuzzy suit does not quit kissing my mother I am gonna get really pissed. I just wish my Dad cared enough to be around when that fat asshole in the red suit was hitting on my Mom.

I think I am going to have to give my Dad a gift certificate to a marriage counselor for Christmas so that he gets a little more passionate about protecting his marriage from the Fat Guy with the suit. And my Mom? I cant believe she gives that fat old bastard the time of day. What could she possibly see in that guy anyway? My Dad is much better looking than that fat guy is.

So y'all quite lying about there being no Easter Bunny or Santa Clause. My Mom is having an affair with Santa and I really don't wanna know what my Dad is doing with that damned furry rabbit.

Best regards,

Chel Bell's picture

Rags, that was tooo funny! Your parents sound like alot of fun."~waiting on the world to change~"