Posted 5th June 2014 816

I was waiting for a table at a restaurant and some woman with a toddler was waiting too. The little brat walks up to me, fucking spits at my feet, and then looks at me DARING me to do anything about it. The mother takes his arm and just whispers “don’t spit” which I don’t know what the fuck she thought she was doing, but that’s not gonna get a toddler to behave. So I told her either control your dog or don’t bring it in the restaurant. She said this is my son he’s not a dog and I said I’ll call your dog a child when it behaves like a human being. She said he was only 3 and I said I don’t fucking care, you’re the one that had a kid, you need to keep it from spitting at people in restaurants. I told her that if I had ever spit at anyone as a kid I would not be talking to her right now because my mother would have snapped my neck. She said my mother was abusive and I said maybe, but your fucking brat is running around this waiting room spitting at me and I have generously not beat its ass or yours yet, so obviously I was raised better than your little dog here. She kept saying that she would “talk to him” about it and I know you can’t fucking talk to a toddler, they don’t understand adult words. Since she obviously wasn’t going to discipline her child in any meaningful way, I kicked the fucking brat in the head to show it why you don’t fucking spit at me. Bitch freaked out when she saw that her dog was bleeding and started screaming calling me a child abuser and a monster. Now she’s trying to press charges because she says I broke its fucking neck. If she would have just applied some proper fucking discipline when her kid first started spitting at people, cause I’m sure I’m not the first one, I wouldn’t have been forced to kick it to get the message across. It’s not my fault she’s a fucking shitty mom with a fucking disrespectful dog of a child and she should have to pay for any medical bills that result from her dog’s behavior, including but not limited to people justifiably injuring the dog when it acts like a little fucking stuck-up brat. I did a public service by breaking that thing’s neck, at least now it can’t walk up to people and spit at them. In fact it won’t be walking anywhere, so who came out ahead? My only regret is that it’s still alive to spit at the doctors in the hospital where it’ll spend the rest of its life.

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