As the wise kids use to say... Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.
As the wise kids use to say... Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.
It's not the speed that kill's its the sudden stop at the end.
Yeah but back then, we didn't have forums. If you wanted to complain to someone you had to wait until after dinner for dad to smoke his Marlboro at the kitchen table. Then he would tell you to grow up and smack mom around for raising a cry-baby later that night.
Worked for generations flawlessly.