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Parents - The Weirdest of God's Creation

Parents are the weirdest - of God's creation.

 

I mean, who on Earth would desire the responsibility of another human being from the time they **** in their pants to the time they leave saying 'what have you ever done for me?' ?

 

Who would, of all the things in the world, like their homeroom stuffed with stupid CDs and stuffed racoons, waterguns and Legos, dried acrylics and miniature utensil sets, ugly pyjamas and strange half-knit sweaters?

 

I need to know why parents don't object to their kids pooping everywhere.

It's either the kids are super cute or the parents are super crazy.

I'm sure it isn't the former.

 

A certain lack of imaginative faculties, in parents, is evident to me,quite frankly.

 

Think of it this way- if it weren't for us - kids, our parents would have been carefree playboys and playgirls, and 'living their lives' - cliché.

 

What weirdos really!

 

Their standards of children's safety too possess a particular oddity.

It's only the exact moment of physical contact during a hug that our parents feel we're safe.

 

Their sense of economy and finance is oxymoronic.

They love discounts. But they'll pay extra for whatever their kids wish.

 

I wonder how they resist TV shows of most sorts just because they won't have their kids watch remotely explicit content, visual or auditory.

 

I bet their sense of direction is most unnaturally affected too.

Why do they even follow their kids, when they know kids don't have a working GPS?

 

Do you have any idea, to what lengths parents go to make veggies seem delicious?

Veggies, Really?

 

Parents will have you take disgusting syrups and painful **** injections,

And claim they love you.

 

Parents will have you hit the books,

And claim they love you.

 

Parents will ground you because you do something they don't like (but they too did it when they were kids),

And claim they love you.

 

Parents will stop you every time you say a swear word (but they swear all the time),

And claim they love you.

 

Parents will claim they love you,

Maybe, because they really love you.

Oh, their weirdness never ends.

 

Parents may seem eccentric,

Their ways might seem a bit too bizarre,

Maybe that's how the people who really love us behave!

Yet, we're always rushing away from them.

 

If you have ever traveled in a bus, you'll know how absurdly keen the passengers are, to get off, when it stops.

That's how keen the kids are, to leave the laps of their mothers, quite literally the most comfortable place in the world.

 

Parents really are - the weirdest of God's creation.

And the loveliest too.

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Written by
muhammadusama
21 / M / Lahore,Pakistan
Published
Mar 12, 2019
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#parents#slam#love#kids#children#mother#father#cute
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