Oh, and his surveillance systems need to be on even if they manage to otherwise shut him down. And the dogs should be set to “fetch” mode, in case the girls get away.
i use to tell my boy when he small ( age 4-5 ) if he didn’t behave he would end up like his twin brother, chained to the wall of the shed and fed only a night with a slingshot. worked for a while till i found him searching the storage shed one day.
he is now 21 and a decent kid, loves weapons and understands they are not toys.
Long ago, I had a dear friend with 13 children. Five girls, eight boys. Yes, devote Catholics. If a kid wanted to stay home past age 18, they had to drag their butts to Mass at least once a week, stay in school and stay employed. (If you exclaimed about the size of her family, she would look you in the eye and with a straight face, say “Well, we only planned on 12.”) Lovely woman, strict, smart and my role model. Kids adored her, did things like giving her a new kitchen for Christmas one year. Only had one kid ever have a run in with the police, a traffic ticket for running a yellow light at three a.m., on his way to work. (Cops called her and regretted it. She was an alderwoman and knew the intersection was a trap. Bleeding was minimal.)
As much as she loved her horde, she admitted to me one day that life would have been much simpler with all boys…..
I had 7 — four boys and three girls. There would have been six but the last time we had identical twin boys.
I agree about the boys. Of all my kids, the “problem child” was our middle one — a girl. Fortunately for all of us, before she could get herself sentenced to Leavenworth, she decided to go into the Marines and cleaned up her act, more or less. She was in CID until she was retired on a disability at 13 years of service. In the meantime she managed to get married, and divorced twice and has two kids as a result. Now she is a veterinary technician in North Carolina.
Oh dear. I think Mama needs to lay down the LAW that if the Girls mess with Jeeves (R100), they will be shinning all his bright work every day for a month and no reloading of ammo with an UpLula for the said amount of time.
Pamela,
AMEN!
Mrs Deplorable and I had four, three girls, one boy.
The girls were all sugar and spice until they hit the teens, then it was hell on ice.
The boy was the youngest, and picked on by his sisters. Par for the course. He was rambunctious pre teen, but when he hit his teens, he settled down.
All in all, I’d rather have raised a passel of boys than one girl (shudder).
I have one of each. Sorry, son, but the girl who is no Daddy’s girl has it all over your left-wing Marxist victimhood enabled by your blessed mother and step father.
Glad to see there’s a red shirt and a green shirt, and not a blue one. Hope for the future, and very Christmassy.
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Ah, children. Wonderful creatures. Medium rare, garlic butter…
I prefer mine rolled in a light pastry crust, with mixed vegetables, and baked at 350 degrees until golden brown…
Zar Belk!
Don’t forget the Bearnaise and a nice Chianti….
Hellspawn#1 looks like she’s holding a gat sideways gangsta style!
Am I the only one feeling that Jeeves doesn’t stand a chance in Hell?
Is this why Skynet took such a dislike to humans?
Oh, and his surveillance systems need to be on even if they manage to otherwise shut him down. And the dogs should be set to “fetch” mode, in case the girls get away.
Did Javier program them with Asimov’s “Four Laws of Robotics”?
Jeeves mentioned the three laws in an earlier strip and I believe the zeroth law is not counted.
BWAHAHAHAHA !!!!!!
You got me going with that one !!!!
I love children, if you cook ’em right, they taste just like chicken !!!
By all rights, those two should have him disassembled before they make it to the DBD Blues club. Just leave the head with “eyes” active and voice off.
i use to tell my boy when he small ( age 4-5 ) if he didn’t behave he would end up like his twin brother, chained to the wall of the shed and fed only a night with a slingshot. worked for a while till i found him searching the storage shed one day.
he is now 21 and a decent kid, loves weapons and understands they are not toys.
Long ago, I had a dear friend with 13 children. Five girls, eight boys. Yes, devote Catholics. If a kid wanted to stay home past age 18, they had to drag their butts to Mass at least once a week, stay in school and stay employed. (If you exclaimed about the size of her family, she would look you in the eye and with a straight face, say “Well, we only planned on 12.”) Lovely woman, strict, smart and my role model. Kids adored her, did things like giving her a new kitchen for Christmas one year. Only had one kid ever have a run in with the police, a traffic ticket for running a yellow light at three a.m., on his way to work. (Cops called her and regretted it. She was an alderwoman and knew the intersection was a trap. Bleeding was minimal.)
As much as she loved her horde, she admitted to me one day that life would have been much simpler with all boys…..
I had 7 — four boys and three girls. There would have been six but the last time we had identical twin boys.
I agree about the boys. Of all my kids, the “problem child” was our middle one — a girl. Fortunately for all of us, before she could get herself sentenced to Leavenworth, she decided to go into the Marines and cleaned up her act, more or less. She was in CID until she was retired on a disability at 13 years of service. In the meantime she managed to get married, and divorced twice and has two kids as a result. Now she is a veterinary technician in North Carolina.
I pity Jeeves!
Oh dear. I think Mama needs to lay down the LAW that if the Girls mess with Jeeves (R100), they will be shinning all his bright work every day for a month and no reloading of ammo with an UpLula for the said amount of time.
Pamela,
AMEN!
Mrs Deplorable and I had four, three girls, one boy.
The girls were all sugar and spice until they hit the teens, then it was hell on ice.
The boy was the youngest, and picked on by his sisters. Par for the course. He was rambunctious pre teen, but when he hit his teens, he settled down.
All in all, I’d rather have raised a passel of boys than one girl (shudder).
I have one of each. Sorry, son, but the girl who is no Daddy’s girl has it all over your left-wing Marxist victimhood enabled by your blessed mother and step father.
Glad to see there’s a red shirt and a green shirt, and not a blue one. Hope for the future, and very Christmassy.
BTW, the girls have not been properly schooled in literature if they think it’s OK to mess with Jeeves.
Let’s not infer weaponization…it’s just a damn remote.
And like all the other ones it allows for control and entertainment.
All the kid did was shut that shiny whiny obsequious fag up.
That is entertaining. And fun. Lighten up Mom.