Dude are you really serious about a thread like this? You start a thread like this and my FREE SURFBOARDS gets locked.
A little off track here, but I used to wonder about those kids who raised calves for an 4H or FFA project, showed them at the county fair, and then saw them auctioned off for slaughter. I would think that would be tough on a kid.
That is an interesting angle on a seemingly benign aspect. Maybe some grew up to be real farmers. Maybe some grew up to be loons like that sick fukk in Santa Barbara.
Tell the kids the truth ABOUT EVERYTHING Tricking the kids is Wayne's tactics. I agree to tell the truth to your children. Death is a part of life and once that is understood and accepted, there is nothing to be afraid of. No need to give away surfboards, go to church, confess your sins to a sinner, etc. Wayne sucks but you don't have to......suck!!!!!!!!
Okay, so there is a whole new element to this thread now. So, what, a week ago I posted this thread? We kept "Michael Jordan's" shell in the cage so nothing seemed strange. He isn't active during the day, and when you pick him up, he hides in the shell, so my daughter just looked at him and thought nothing of it. My wife stopped by the pet shop and picked up a new crab, that is a little bigger, with a spare shell. She took (what we thought) was Michael Jordan's remains and tossed them.... My daughter sees the new crab, we say, look at Michael Jordan's new pretty shell... blah blah... She is all excited and thinks nothing of it... moves on to her playroom. The past few days, she asks me to take out the crab and show her... this new one is super active and will actually show himself..... Anyway, the final detail to the saga, is that Michael Jordan's old shell is sitting on top of the cage.... My wife wakes me up yesterday morning all frantic. Zach, wake up.... I don't know WTF is going on, but Michael Jordan is either alive, or had a baby or something. I'm like, what? I thought you tossed him like 3 days ago. I did she replies... So what are you talking about... Well, there is GD Crab in Michael Jordan's shell, and ITS WALKING AROUND ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR. At 7am, I am wiping my eyes thinking, WTF is she talking about... So I walk down stairs, and sure enough, there is a small crab in the #23 shell walking around... I'm like, maybe it's a freaking miracle. I don't know... So we put the crab in the cage with the other one and I hit up google... Apparently, my wife and I never thought to look deep into the shell, because what we thought was his carcass was blatently laying out in front of the shell. After a simple good search, it says that Hermit Crabs Molt quiet frequently, and this is a common occurrence to assume they are dead, since post-molt they are a little bit smaller. The only other, very long shot possibility, is that MJ was pregnant and had a little crab baby. The crab was too large for me to think that, however it is a longshot possibility. Crazy though. I had faith in the little crab, as he was an absolute stud on the race track. His resilience is admirable and his general wherewithal at life is something of a true champion.... At any rate, Michael Jordan lives and has a new friend, Larry Bird to chill with... Good thing we didn't explain the whole grim reaper thing, cause that woulda been even more awkward when we had to tell her a week later, Just Kidding.... Moral of the story: Double check an empty shell when presuming death.
These kind of issues are why I regularly pull out. really though thanks, this story made me laugh. f'n Michael Jordan hermit crab... join the revolution and stop reproducing! the future is faaauuckeddd you can explain to her that god wanted Michael Jordan to die. even though he was the best, and the fastest, god WANTED him to to DIE. so he made him die. for all things righteous in gods name there are more TRAGEDIES in gods name than anything.
My daughter had two hamsters named Eggs and Bacon. She was six when they fried (my wife put them out back in a cage, and either a cat gave them a heart attack, or the sun got to them). We buried them in the yard, and when we moved a few months later, she wanted to dig up the shoebox and take it with us. Kids are too cute.
Haha... very good point... I don't have quite such a bleak outlook on the future, but I will certainly take a lot more precaution when trying to explain the world and the afterlife and all that. My parents went the catholic church route and boy, by the time you are old enough to think and reason for yourself, it leaves too many unanswered questions... Like the ones you mentioned. That is what I ALWAYS asked my parents, until I was old enough to decide not to attend these institutions... But, everyone is all happy on Sunday, thanking god for the nice weather and for waking up in the morning, but someone's family all just got killed in a car crash, and we are "praying" for them, but why aren't we thanking god for that???? You can only thank him for the good, but you must forget about the bad.... I am sure Wayne would have some proper insight on this one.