
05-10-2010, 09:25 PM
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Yankee in Dixie
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Join Date: Jun 2008
Location: Tennessee
Posts: 4,217
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Last year for Mother's day I sent my mom an e-mail stating every reason I hate her. She made me do my homework, was in bed at a decent hour so I wouldn't be tired for school, learn responsibility by making me do my chores, always bugging me to know where I was and who I was with so that I'd be safe, in essence making me the responsible, well behaved, law abiding adult I've become. At the end of the letter I thanked her for it. I only mention this to remind the lovely ladies here that are mothers, while us children hate you with every fiber of our being for doing all these things, we'll grow up to thank you for making us learn the basics to becoming a successful contributor to society. On behalf of those of us that have somewhat grown up, I thank each and every one of you being there when we hated (and needed) you most.
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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf
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