
"Why do you keep buying that shit?" he says. "If you keep eating that crap you'll be dead in, like, two years."
"My kids demand it," I answer. And they do. They kids want bread and more bread. With butter, peanut butter.
"What do you mean they demand it? They should eat what is served."
"Not my girls. They want what they want."
"If you give into them like that, you'll ruin them."
"It's too late. The damage is done."
"So you should starve 'em awhile! We went for a long hike and the kids didn't eat all day. Then we gave 'em these little sandwiches. I've never seen people eat with such gusto."
4 comments:
You should send your girls to him for a day or so..
He will be begging you to come and get them...if he survives.
Hey they are New York Girls..good luck to that guy!
Marta has actually been at his place for a few times now, and he actually is from New York, too :).
I believe he is from Jersey ...that being enough said.
He is from Estonia, Germany, New York, the world seas, and from New Jersey. He is a really cool guy, hopefully you will meet oneday. He defiitely has somnething to talk about with papa John, they were drafted the same year :).
He has interesting stories. He was 16 when he moved to New York from Europe. And his father lived in New York before the WW2.
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