My parents didn’t like me. My father attached a mouse trap to my bicycle seat. My mother would poop in my diaper and blame it on me. When I took a bath they didn’t give me a rubber duck to play with. They would give me a toaster. But, I’ll never forget the day my dad taught me to swim. I thought I’d never get out of that sack!

My Sad Childhood

One response to My Sad Childhood

  1. Can’t I just like the joke? Must I comment? Isn’t it good enough that I’m lol-ing but not lolling around?

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