Hearing this story on the drive to work really did nothing to help the 2005 Campaign to Reduce Public Crying. It also made me a lot more sympathetic to my Aunt's insistence on chauffering my 10-year-old cousin to and from school, pressuring him to be a priest, and not letting him play outside on the street or partake in other pre-teen activities like going to birthday parties or wandering the mall with a chaperone (because of The Terrorists! You know they are totally targeting Buffalo malls.). Before I had my own son, I used to think she was crazy--now I'm not so sure.
Listen to the audio.
I need to either gather up my family and go live in an Appalachian lean-to or find a charismatic leader and wait for the mothership.
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