Of course, they do! Now just take the hand of the nice lady angel and she'll take you back to your room, tuck you in and give you your goodnight kiss. And don't forget to take ALL your pills tonight, Mr. J., you know they are for your own good.
Or as my xtian cleric male parent put it, "... goddamned kids!" Uh, gee, thanks for the PTSD, dad.
I have been advocating for a legislature-by-lottery for, oh 15-20 years. The largest plurality reaction has been "I wouldn't/couldn't/shouldn't do it," followed by, "Meh." Really puts a damper on what little enthusiasm I can generate for the future of homo sapiens.
May I have permission to use this? If so, do you want attribution?
She probably did feel REAL BAD, but with the Xtian forgiveness/absolution/redemption/grace/get-out-of-guilt card available for the asking, it was very temporary.
Nah, Ivory. Lifebuoy makes you go blind.
'Cept maybe One L's hubby.
Meanwhile, the beatings will continue until your morale improves.
Only in human years. In the cosmic scheme of things, he's just learning to walk.
I knew there must have been a compelling reason for that "Death Metal" album. Now we know the dark, dark truth: it was part of his contract with Beelzebub.