This is what I keep telling myself. My sons are brain damaged. My sons are brain damaged. You can't say that--they are brain damaged. No, you can't whack them upside the head--they are brain damaged.
The goofies will pass?? They will right??? Brain damage is the ONLY explanation for their behavior.
God please help me....
brain damaged, brain damaged, they are brain damaged...
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