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DrathanGervaise wrote...
Busomjack wrote...
OnlyShallow89 wrote...
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I know, my mother only fed me organic foods and I am an exceptional example of the human species.
I have never said the blame lies with the children. Stop arguing that I have.
Ok then, where does the responsibility go then?
It lies with the parents. A child doesn't know any better than what he or she can learn from his or her elders.
We can't depend on the parents to educate their children about proper nutitrion when their parents are morons. I'm a small government kind of guy but in this case I think government intervention is necessary. The schools need to play an active role in educating our children about proper nutrition.
Also, I have fought trained assassin's before. When I was studying abroad in St.Petersburg Russia I visited a strip club which I later found out was owned by the mafia. The club swindled my friend out of his wallet so I left without paying. Later that evening I was in a dark alley in Petropovlovskaya. I heard footsteps so I quickly retreated to the shadows(I am not an assassin myself but I have trained in ninjutsu for stealth).
Crouched over I overheard a couple of assassin's talking.
I grabbed a can on the ground and threw it at the wall adjacent to me.
"Ya doomoo shto ya sleeshal shtoneyboots! Boot ostaroshen!"(I think I heard something. Be careful!).
They had already drawn their weapons which was a mistake for them since it allowed me to plan my attack. One of the thugs had a pistol and the other a pair of nunchucks.
I climbed up onto a lower scaffold and continued listening.
"On novernaya uja ohadeet otsuda. Davaietse vernutsa damoi!"(he probably already left here. Lets go home.)
It was then that I jumped down drawing my sword and then knocked out the pistol wielder with the handle of my blade.
The guy with the nunchucks started swining at me but I caught his chain in my blade and disarmed him. He was at my mercy.
I told him..
"Scachetsye tavoy boss shto oh sledushee yesli oh poprovoo krashoo ez moyevo brato yeshoo ras!"(Tell your boss that he's next if he tries stealing from my brother again")
He responded.
"Slavy boga!"(thank God!)
I concluded
"Begai e mogetbeet Ya ne bodo obit tebya!"(Run and maybe I won't kill you)
He wet his pants and ran. I never had any trouble with Russian assassin's since but I always stay vigil as I know they're plotting against me.
I sheathed my blade and vanished into the shadows.
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