Sep 12, 2007 16:09
When I was very young, probably 4 or 5, my father used to sing my brothers and sisters and I to sleep.
It would go a little like this:
Go to sleep, little creep
Before I hit you in the head
When you wake up in the morning
You are going to be quite dead!
And he wonders why I only wear black.
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"Don't worry. While you were out playing today I thought I'd come into your room and take a peek. Those are just your hopes and dreams, And sometimes they just get so anxious to meet you that they start hopping around. So it's ok."
*Child looks placated*
"But Holy shit! Don't EVER look in your closet! There's some seriously fucked up shit in there!"
*slams the door and the sound of locks from the outside is heard*
"DADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!"
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