A Kid Called 911 On His Parents For Trying To Make Him Eat A Salad
NYP- This kid really hates salad. A 12-year-old boy from Halifax, Nova Scotia was so unhappy when his parents served him up a leafy dinner last week that he made his displeasure known — by calling 911. When the cops did not respond to his emergency in a timely fashion, he called again, just to reiterate how much he hates crunching on a bowl of raw, tossed vegetables. As CBC News reports, the Canadian police did eventually arrive at his door. They did not, however, intervene on the quality and substance of the family’s dinner. Rather, they used the unexpected house call as an opportunity to educate the boy about the appropriate uses of 911. “Hopefully this will be a learning lesson,” Corporal Dal Hutchinson told CBC News. Meanwhile, the kid’s parents were reportedly “not impressed” by their son’s over-the-top cry for help.
If you think I’m gonna side with the kid on this you are dead wrong. This blog isn’t going to go the way you think it’s going to go. I’ll admit that I’ve changed. Chubby Trent probably would’ve sided with this kid cause Chubby Trent hated salads with every fiber of his being. But not Less Chubby Trent. Less Chubby Trent is furious with this kid. It actually doesn’t have much to do with me being a healthier person now. It has more to do with the denial of free food. Hey you little shit, eat the free food. “Wahhhhhhh wahhhhhhh my life is so terrible. My parents provide me with food and shelter and life. Boy this really stinks.” Shut up dude. Shut up right this second. It’s not always going to be like this. I feel like Billy Madison grabbing that fat kid’s face. I wanna yell at him and tell him to cherish every goddamn second of living with your parents. It only gets worse from here.
Would the kid be happier with no food? Cause that’s essentially what he’s saying. Let him try that then. Let this kid starve on the streets for a few days and then see if he wants the salad. Bet he does. Bet he’d be all over the salad then. Kids are such assholes. I don’t want one ever. Not a single one. Imagine being the parents of this kid. You can never trust that snitch ever again. Here they are, trying to provide nutrients for the kid so he can live, and what does he do? He runs to the po-po like a baby back bitch. I’d put the ungrateful little bastard up for adoption if I were them.