I mean, God's balls, it shouldn't require an hour of fucking negotiation to get someone to put two fucking pieces of broccoli, the size of yer goddamn thumbnail, in their fucking mouth, fucking chew, and fucking swallow.
You know, I wanted to go out for ice cream tonight. When Molly suggested it, I thought, that’s great, Caroline will eat her broccoli, and then we’ll all go to Morgan’s and eat ice cream. But noooooo! Someone thinks she’s too goddamn good for fucking broccoli.
Have you ever seen anyone bite off just one of the little nubs of a broccoli flower? Not the whole floret, just one of those little, tiny stalks with the green pinhead on it. Christ on a stick, I’ve seen more progress in Middle East peace talks than I saw at the dinner table tonight. And you know what takes the cocksucking cake? Joey, crawling around on the floor, picked up one of the broccoli pieces that Caroline threw aside and then ate it. And when we set him at the table, he ate the rest of the broccoli.
Christ’s tits, no wonder parents let their children get obese.
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Sounds like you have more to worry about than convincing your children to eat broccoli, how about you start with learning words longer than 4 letters. Jesus fucking christ, get vocabulary cards you dick - Point made.
LOL please stop it hurts. but seriously could you just try and articulate with some kind of intellectual premise. I think it would make the story (or any others) worth taking a second look at.
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I suppose this post just calls for comments like that.
I found this by googling "I FUCKING LOVE BROCCOLI" :D
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