Dada: Kills Punks Daid

Happy Sunday!
My Mama tells me that one morning before I was born, right after they found out that I was going to be a girl, she and Dada were driving around Newnan, west of the town square (they were probably looking at real estate, a favorite fixation of theirs). They saw a couple of streaky blond skate punk boys, about 14 years old, sauntering down the middle of the street, like they owned it. Dada had an epiphany: "I'm going to kill all the little punks like that," he revealed. Since then, Mama and Dada have been quite open about their dislike for teen boys who might appeal to a teen girl's "rebellious" (they say "stupid") side. Mama doesn't think it's possible to kill them all, but she is glad that Dada is an imposing 6'4". Mama says she's going to save this blog entry and hand it to my future dates. Ta Ta!