Imagine you’re at the salon just chillin’ getting your hair washed and trimmed and your nails done and two chairs over they’re holding a guy down while he screams to do it by force like wtf is up with THAT guy?
Imagine you’re at the salon just chillin’ getting your hair washed and trimmed and your nails done and two chairs over they’re holding a guy down while he screams to do it by force like wtf is up with THAT guy?
Topic that my child is sensitive about: “I still tease him about it to this day”.
What an asshole. You suck.
I joke with him about it as an adult now. I’m definitely not the monster you’re insinuating. My parents were monsters, so kindly fuck off. I’m sorry for sharing, asshole
He didn’t have any context of what Samson even meant when he was a child either. It was kind of an inside joke between me and his mother, who were forced to attend cultish, crazy church when we were kids. It wasn’t until he was old enough to laugh about it that I even told him the story. And it was just me joking about how his hair was his superpower