To the mother of of the 5-year-old on Albro Lake Road… the street is not your daughter’s personal playground. It’s for fucking cars. Not kids.
Yet you’re sitting on your front porch, waving at your daughter with a BIG smile, drinking your drink and not giving a fuck about your child, who could have had her brains spread all over the pavement. Sorry lady, but cars can’t stop on a dime. If your child ever did get run over, it’s your own fucking fault for not being a caring parent and looking after her. I guess your big smile wouldn’t be so big then, eh?
Oh, and that 4ft high fence and gate (with a lock) around your property is there for a fucking reason. Use it, and learn some parenting skills while you’re learning how to lock the front gate. –Symphoniaa

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  1. how’s she supposed to get the insurance money with the kid locked in the back yard?

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