08/08/2026
Unapologetically, I take a dig at the only race that glorify not needing a man, my race.
In this video an eight year old boy, the son of my friend caught, disarmed, educated me that the stinger of the centipede is in the head. Geez, I always taught it was in the tail. He then started to play with his pet centipede..
As I was saying you don’t need a nan, but your children sure do need one around in their formative years…
Oops that slipped…