Never mind Torley - did you see the new announcement?

On the upside that eliminates 90% of the people I don't want holding my leash

As well as most the folks who have crusaded for this change

As McDonalds says:

Dah duh dah dah daaaaaaah 'I'm Lovin it!'

Eh, no matter the changes I'll still be the same ole me until either I shuffle off his mortal coil - stop playing Second Life - or get thrown off.. whichever comes first.

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Yup, I have a totally clean rap sheet, and nope, there's no way I'd want to take on this thankless task, for the following reasons:

1. I don't have enough time
2. I do this sort of thing every day with my two young kids
3. I don't have enough time

Here's a sample running dialog from my world: "Stop hitting your brother with a fly swatter! It doesn't matter if he called you a poopie-head, it doesn't give you the right to hit him! Quit calling your sister names! No, she was NOT looking at you funny, I'm sure it was quite a normal look! Good grief, who cares WHO gets the first ice cream cone, they will both taste the same! YES, they both have EXACTLY the same amount of ice cream on them, I'll make certain of it!" (Etc., etc., etc....)

I'd like to wish a big bunch of good luck to the forum posters who take on this task, you're gonna need it.

Lol - one of my two girls went off to college this year. When she was home at Thanksgiving, I found myself shouting an oddly familiar yet lately unused phrase at her and her sister: STOP IT!

haha it was like old home week, for sure.

coco

Maybe they should have Forum Mother to remind us of our manners, sort out difficulties, and punish the guilty. The forum "cornfield" could be a "your room."

Let's just put Cocoa in charge and be done with it.

Have I ever mentioned that Judge Judy is one of my alts?

When my grandmother gave me and my brother and sister Christmas presents long ago, she would tape money on them so as to insure that each of us got the exact same dollar value of presents.

That seems a bit odd to me.

My mom would give me the most beautiful princess gowns and tiara's for christmas, and she would toss an extra bucket of chum to my sister locked in the basement. Childhood memories are so precious.

This post truly explains so much about you, Aimee.

I agree because I know that there are flaws in the disciplinary system. Mistakes are made and warnings are sometimes issued undeservedly.

My sister, Torrid too!






BWA HA HA HA (yay evil)

"Hey, she got more chum than I did!"

Oh don't get me started about the family bickering that went on in my childhood home. I would be sitting at the table for tea and I would say "Mother, I want a pony." And she would say "You will have to ask your father, my little butterfly." Then you could hear my sister tapping on the ventilation grating from the basement with her claw-like appendage. She would say "waaaaaateeeeeerrrr giiives me waaaaaateeeerrrr..." And I would chide her for interrupting my discussion about what I would name my pony!

I guess nobody's childhood was perfect!

muahahahahaahhhahahaha, where is water, doesn't he use the internets?

Here's a tip: Have one kid make the ice cream cones, or cut the cake or pie, or whatever. Then the other kid gets to choose first.

LECTOR! To your room. And you're grounded, too. You can forget that motorcycle for the next two weeks!

coco

my mother actually did that .

"How come Rickard gets to make the cones and I have to pick 'em? I want to make 'em!"

This is a well known method for producing a split which might not be perfectly equitable, but about which nobody can make much case for complaint.

Does this only work with two people?

Omg Aimee LOL.

PS I knew mom liked you best!

Oh the horror!!! Just when I think I've managed to forget, she has to drag it into the light again, *sobs*. You know it wasn't just the emotional scarring I had to deal with but it cost a pretty penny to have that claw-like appendage taken care of. Water...it's all starting to make sense now. I've got a name for your pony Aimee, GO TO HELL!!! I need a drink.

well... i would come to your platform party but i think they are hard to walk in so i dunno.

My mom counted the jelly beans in each Easter basket but that was only as a grandmother; I think it was more about being careful show the adults (daughter-in-laws maybe?) that she had no favorites. As a mother, she didn't do much of that at all. Whining about unfairness got responses like, "he's older, when your older you can do it too", "she's younger, when you were the baby you were spoiled too", "it's his favorite, I cooked your favorite last night",... Maybe our economic status (i.e. the lack of) didn't provide her with the frame of mind to inpress upon us that life is fair. That and the fact that there is no way you can treat 5 kids the same, too many to keep score.

Will it be water??

Remember that this directive comes from Robin and results from an action of the Community Team. That is, it comes from LL. People are responding to their request for help. If you truly believe their is a movement to put you on a leash, taking it up with the source, Robin and the other members of the community team, would be more direct.

Do members of the other volunteer groups find themselves getting similiarly poked at inworld; i.e. called LL suckups and tattletales and the like?

Where in his post did you manage to pick up that he thought there was a 'movement to put him on a leash'? Wow, that's quite a deliberate stretch, or a sad lack of comprehension.

If the Lindens appoint a group of residents to go around in-world and abuse report people, then yes, I'm pretty sure people would realize they're nothing more than a group of official tattle-tales.