In the third grade, a nun stuffed me in a garbage can under her desk because she said that's where I belonged. I also had the distinction of being the only altar boy knocked down by a priest during mass.
I believe when your children are born that you are reborn in some fashion.
You know hearts these days are cheap.
You've got to learn to live with what you can't rise above.
Hey man, did you see that? His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud.
So tell me what I see when I look in your eyes, is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise?