Diapers
January 24, 2008There is nothing to be afraid of, except being dressed up in diapers and forced feed a bottle.
There is nothing to be afraid of, except being dressed up in diapers and forced feed a bottle.
The best way to know if I’m angry with you is if my hands are wrapped around your neck.
I remembered when I was five years old and I was attacked by a pit bull. I was scared of dogs for a long time, any kind of dogs. When I was around ten years old I became tired of my fear and wanted to get over it. I asked my father what should I do. He said the best way to overcome your fear is to beat and destroy it. So that’s when I stared to kill dogs. I would get ride of them by throwing balls in traffic, feeding them rat poison, etc… After a year of this, with two thousand and thirty-seven kills under my belt, my father found out and made me stop. But I have to say one thing; my fear of dogs is no more. Maybe that’s why terrorist hates planes, they may just have a fear of flying.