Tuesday, January 14, 2014

     I am writing this blog for a few reasons,first I want to share my story of living in an actual family ran compound. In the very beginning I was definitely thinking the pro's; such as babysitters that I would bet 100 percent of any person I asked to watch my children would not molest them. Hey you can't be too careful now. Quick side note.  I never used a babysitter other than maternal grandparents..but still would bet my bottom absolutely no molestation..and that is also checked by one of those find a pervert in your neighborhood..not a one around but in a town of maybe 100 in busy season all creepy people will just be passer bys...and paying customers.  Still pretty safe when it comes to pedophiles being in close proximity to your flesh and blood.

     The "neighbors" you have are really not what one would think of what a neighbor is.  Its usually a person you can borrow a cup of sugar from or its the one who lives right next door to you and the hace spawned this horribly God awful child they are always making excuses for...you know the one with the teeth biting down so hard but yet she still has this huge stepford wives grin the whole time she is explaining how little
Harrington Everest Duke 7th has never done
anything like this before. If that is the case tthen that leaves us with with really one truly logical explanation to Harringtons problem it was never him in the first place. It was my child of course , really anyone with the middle name Everest because his father was the 5th to actually summit the beast mother nature left for us, 7 of the Duke family climbed and tried to summit the hardest mountain in the world no shocker two of them died trying. I heard they are still on the mountain frozen in perfect condition except the whole dead part. I am going to ask one day just open the mouth and ask if they really have dead family just chilling on a mountain.....get it chillin...too much huh...so there u have it my first of many for I still have so much to explain to you guys or you'll be lost..

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