The Brat Pack

I couldnt sleep when I got back from Shanghai last night.

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I was thinking about the antics of the children I met. It left me heart pounding and foaming at the mouth at 3am this morning.

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They were such BRATS. And the worst bit is that the parents allow, and INDULGE, in their children's behaviour.

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I wish I could elaborate, but I can't... not here at least. ;p

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I couldn't decide who to spank. The children, or their parents.

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And I HATE to say this, but most of this abhorrent behaviour comes from my fellow countrymen and women.

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How come children these days are so different from when we were children?

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I don't remember ever being so bratty.

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Or that any of my peers were so "smart mouth".

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We were always respectful, or even fearful, of adults.

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I know its kinda freaky when I ask my friends or talk about how I am going to bring my children up... (Hey, I cant help it if I have strong maternal instincts.. hehe ;p)

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Hell... Im sure I will be guilty of showering him with all my love and spoiling him to death, but I SWEAR - He will never grow up to be a rude, obnoxious little BRAT.