So I may be a little bit tipsy
my grandfather always had candy in his pockets, and one time when I got really sick and I was hospitalized my dad told him not to give me any candy. He pulled out his pockets to show he hadn’t even brought any and I got really sad but as soon as my dad walked out of the room he then proceeded to take off his hat and had 2 chewy chocolate candy toffees and 2 orange fanta toffees, and I’ll never forget the happiness and surprise I felt in that one moment in my entire life.
please watch your language when you talk about children. they are not animals, they are not natural disasters, they are not evil little monsters, they’re just tiny people who are 100% dependent on the adults in their lives and i find it disturbing that people think it’s hilarious and cute to talk about how much they hate them