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Beautiful, Christmas, and College: - File: 3fb85ce1580af24d83f6bde17301e0fe85e().png (204 KB, 1063x1063) Parents of /r9k/ Anonymous 10/18/18(Thu)11:30:47 No.48770954 [Reply] >48771097 >>48 48772649 29 >be 19 yr old kv suicidal depressed neet >live with parents >unmarried sister gets preggers because of her bf and doesn't want the kid, but doesn't want to abort either >kid is born, beautiful boy >she abandons him at parents home to pursue her dead entng career parents, and i basically take care of him love him like my own son, he calls me papa son grows up fine, i get warehouse job to have more money to make him happier start jogging in the morning to have enough stamina to play with him >son is great at academics, gets As start getting along better with my own parents since we're taking care of my son together work harder and get promoted, more money to buy son toys >experience first hand what raising a child is like, love him now am 36 yrs old kv with a managerial job at a shipping company >son has gone to univ this year parents and i are very lonely with nothing to do all day wait for son's call in the back of our heads all the time sister is still struggling with hectigcar (son calls her auntie Imao son is coming home for christmas can't decide what to do to celebrate his first year at college almost know for certain that if son hadn't been born, i would've probably jumped off a building to end my pathetic life Any other parents here? This green text story warmed my heart (somehow)
Beautiful, Christmas, and College: - File: 3fb85ce1580af24d83f6bde17301e0fe85e().png (204 KB, 1063x1063)
 Parents of /r9k/ Anonymous
 10/18/18(Thu)11:30:47 No.48770954 [Reply]
 >48771097 >>48
 48772649
 29
 >be 19 yr old kv suicidal depressed neet
 >live with parents
 >unmarried sister gets preggers
 because of her bf and doesn't want the
 kid, but doesn't want to abort either
 >kid is born, beautiful boy
 >she abandons him at parents home to
 pursue her dead entng
 career
 parents, and i basically take care of
 him
 love him like my own son, he calls me papa
 son grows up fine, i get warehouse job to have more money to make him
 happier
 start jogging in the morning to have enough stamina to play with him
 >son is great at academics, gets As
 start getting along better with my own parents since we're taking care of my
 son together
 work harder and get promoted, more money to buy son toys
 >experience first hand what raising a child is like, love him
 now am 36 yrs old kv with a managerial job at a shipping company
 >son has gone to univ this year
 parents and i are very lonely with nothing to do all day
 wait for son's call in the back of our heads all the time
 sister is still struggling with hectigcar (son calls her auntie
 Imao
 son is coming home for christmas
 can't decide what to do to celebrate his first year at college
 almost know for certain that if son hadn't been born, i would've probably
 jumped off a building to end my pathetic life
 Any other parents here?
This green text story warmed my heart (somehow)

This green text story warmed my heart (somehow)

Alive, Bitch, and Children: MARGORIE MCCALL LIVED ONCE, BURIED TWICE lord-kitschener: harokissmile: ksteeno: spoookyscary: After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring. The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed. The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession. Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home. Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.” When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated. Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.” what did i just read Irish women are strong as fuck “I lived, bitch” irl
Alive, Bitch, and Children: MARGORIE MCCALL
 LIVED ONCE, BURIED TWICE
lord-kitschener:
harokissmile:

ksteeno:

spoookyscary:

After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.
The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.
The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.
Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.
Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”
When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.
Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”

what did i just read

Irish women are strong as fuck


“I lived, bitch” irl

lord-kitschener: harokissmile: ksteeno: spoookyscary: After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was h...

Alive, Bitch, and Children: MARGORIE MCCALL LIVED ONCE, BURIED TWICE lord-kitschener: harokissmile: ksteeno: spoookyscary: After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring. The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed. The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession. Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home. Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.” When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated. Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.” what did i just read Irish women are strong as fuck “I lived, bitch” irl
Alive, Bitch, and Children: MARGORIE MCCALL
 LIVED ONCE, BURIED TWICE
lord-kitschener:
harokissmile:

ksteeno:

spoookyscary:

After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.
The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.
The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.
Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.
Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”
When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.
Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”

what did i just read

Irish women are strong as fuck


“I lived, bitch” irl

lord-kitschener: harokissmile: ksteeno: spoookyscary: After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was h...

Bad, Candy, and Cars: Slate.com 5 hrs . Slate Dear Prudie: Do I have to give them candy? aT T-T Help! Kids From Poorer Neighborhoods Keep Trick- or-Treating in Mine. Slate.com Dear Prudence, I live in one of the wealthiest neighborhoods in the country, but on one of the more "modest" streets-mostly doctors and lawyers and family business owners. (A few blocks away are billionaires, families with famous last names, media moguls, etc.) I have noticed that on Halloween, what seems like 75 percent of the trick-or-treaters are clearly not from this neighborhood. Kids arrive in overflowing cars from less fortunate areas. I feel this is inappropriate. Halloween isn't a social service or a charity in which l have to buy candy for less fortunate children Obviously this makes me feel like a terrible person, because what's the big deal about making less fortunate kids happy on a holiday? But it just bugs me, because we already pay more than enough taxes toward actual social services. Should Halloween be a neighborhood activity, or is it legitimately a free-for-all in which people hunt down the best candy grounds for their kids? 91.6K 705 Slate Slate.com's Post See More memesandmagik: ryulongd: rune-midgarts: goodtimegang: brakehagev2: guys this is actually real like a real person wrote this “more than enough” oh you fucking saints, absolutely pouring wealth onto the unfortunates lol this is amazing Dear Prudie, I think I just witnessed a murder Literally, the entire point of the tradition of trick-or-treating involved feeding your hungry neighbors in exchange for blessings, prayers for your dead, and good luck. To deny someone of a “treat” was bad luck and thought to anger the fae.  So yeah I hope her house gets egged and her wealth mysteriously dissipates without warning. 
Bad, Candy, and Cars: Slate.com
 5 hrs .
 Slate
 Dear Prudie: Do I have to give them candy?
 aT
 T-T
 Help! Kids From Poorer Neighborhoods Keep Trick-
 or-Treating in Mine.
 Slate.com

 Dear Prudence,
 I live in one of the wealthiest neighborhoods
 in the country, but on one of the more
 "modest" streets-mostly doctors and
 lawyers and family business owners. (A few
 blocks away are billionaires, families with
 famous last names, media moguls, etc.) I
 have noticed that on Halloween, what seems
 like 75 percent of the trick-or-treaters are
 clearly not from this neighborhood. Kids
 arrive in overflowing cars from less fortunate
 areas. I feel this is inappropriate. Halloween
 isn't a social service or a charity in which l
 have to buy candy for less fortunate children
 Obviously this makes me feel like a terrible
 person, because what's the big deal about
 making less fortunate kids happy on a
 holiday? But it just bugs me, because we
 already pay more than enough taxes toward
 actual social services. Should Halloween be a
 neighborhood activity, or is it legitimately a
 free-for-all in which people hunt down the
 best candy grounds for their kids?
 91.6K 705
 Slate
 Slate.com's Post
 See More
memesandmagik:
ryulongd:

rune-midgarts:

goodtimegang:

brakehagev2:

guys this is actually real like a real person wrote this

“more than enough” oh you fucking saints, absolutely pouring wealth onto the unfortunates


lol this is amazing 

Dear Prudie,
I think I just witnessed a murder

Literally, the entire point of the tradition of trick-or-treating involved feeding your hungry neighbors in exchange for blessings, prayers for your dead, and good luck. To deny someone of a “treat” was bad luck and thought to anger the fae. 
So yeah I hope her house gets egged and her wealth mysteriously dissipates without warning. 

memesandmagik: ryulongd: rune-midgarts: goodtimegang: brakehagev2: guys this is actually real like a real person wrote this “more than ...