I was at a local neighborhood gathering tonight (note: the event would take up a whole separate journal entry) and heard something from a little boy that appeared to be 6 or 7. At first I laughed, but then I was disgusted and ashamed. But still, I feel compelled to report it.
Background: The little boy had a second thing of cotton candy this evening. He was walking behind my chair and said, and I quote:
"At least that mother-F-er gave me more than on the first one."
Hand to heaven, the little boy said that.
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