How will you raise your kids?

[Dhuloxking]

Rabbits can give birth to a litter of bunnies a month. They breed with the enthusiasm of Crusaders sacking Jerusalem. God really adores rabbits. No nine month fertility cycle for them. A bit like Somali dhilos in that respect. Normal women can conceive only once a year, but these xaliimos squeeze one out like maxaa ka gale.

It got me thinking about child rearing. In Iran you can't get a marriage license without taking family planning classes. Sounds like a wise policy. I think we need a baby license too. A man shouldn't be able to discharge his lust into a woman till they learn some things about child raising. Let's face it, many qaxootis are lousy parents. Just lousy, lousy, lousy. I used to get the shit beaten out of me as a kid. I was beaten when I was bad, I was beaten when I was good, and I was beaten when it was uncertain whether I was bad or good.

I love my ma and pa, but man did they get things wrong sometimes. They took care of my material needs, but emotionally and intellectually, they were as competent as Homer Simpson (no offence to Homer if he's reading this). We never really understood each other.

See, when you have so many kids, you can't spend quality time with them. There's not enough hours in the day, what with work and all. So you're impatient and irascible. Most of my conversations with M and P consisted of them barking orders at me. "Warya, inta ka bax ... Xaga aad ... Sariirta kor ... Jinni ha ku cuno ... Warya! Warya! Naya!"

One thing I hated about growing up is that my house was like a hotel. The doorbell used to ring 24hrs, a constant stream of visitors flowing in and out. No privacy whatsoever. Half the time my bedroom was host to some long distance relative coming over to stay who looked like a child molester, his cheek bloated with qaat and eyes red like shimbir. It was never safe to wank in your own bedroom. I had to seek refuge in the bushes for my sexual needs, so you took your chances with foxes in the dark.

And then there was dugsi. Religion is an extremely interesting subject. It's full of stories about people who lived for ninety years, humans who were 80 feet tall, the moon splitting in half, armies swallowed by the Red Sea, angels throwing down with homos, a man being swallowed by fish. This is wonderful. But what did I get? Nothing but a karbaash to my head if I didn't memorize words I couldn't understand and which nobody bothered to explain.

Growing up was rough. It always is. But it was rougher than it had to be. Here's what I wanna know. How will you parent differently when, God forbid, one of you losers actually becomes a mom or a dad? What changes will you make? Will this generation do a better job?

[Nubis]

To love themselves, and believe in themselves.
To work hard, get an education/follow their dreams, and never give up/learn how to get back up.

[Dhuloxking]

To love themselves, and believe in themselves.
To work hard, get an education/follow their dreams, and never give up/learn how to get back up.

How many little brats are you gonna have abaayo macaan adigo raali ah?

Will you club them if their bedsheets have a sticky substance on it after they closed the door?

[Dhuloxking]

Naah, I enjoyed it abaayo. I was too ugly to receive any amorous attention from the cuties in school. Fat as she was, and reeking of tobacco as she was, I thank eedo Maryan for having her wicked way with me. I would have been a virgin till thirty seven otherwise. R.I.P. eedo. The greatest lover I ever had.

[Zoomalia4Kucks]

" I love my ma and pa, but man did they get things wrong sometimes. They took care of my material needs, but emotionally and intellectually"

Is this why a lot of doofarood grow up to be tranny's?

" Fat as she was, and reeking of tobacco as she was, I thank eedo Maryan for having her wicked way with me. I would have been a virgin till thirty seven otherwise. R.I.P. eedo.
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Delete your account

[TheLoFather]

Rabbits can give birth to a litter of bunnies a month. They breed with the enthusiasm of Crusaders sacking Jerusalem. God really adores rabbits. No nine month fertility cycle for them. A bit like Somali dhilos in that respect. Normal women can conceive only once a year, but these xaliimos squeeze one out like maxaa ka gale.

It got me thinking about child rearing. In Iran you can't get a marriage license without taking family planning classes. Sounds like a wise policy. I think we need a baby license too. A man shouldn't be able to discharge his lust into a woman till they learn some things about child raising. Let's face it, many qaxootis are lousy parents. Just lousy, lousy, lousy. I used to get the shit beaten out of me as a kid. I was beaten when I was bad, I was beaten when I was good, and I was beaten when it was uncertain whether I was bad or good.

I love my ma and pa, but man did they get things wrong sometimes. They took care of my material needs, but emotionally and intellectually, they were as competent as Homer Simpson (no offence to Homer if he's reading this). We never really understood each other.

See, when you have so many kids, you can't spend quality time with them. There's not enough hours in the day, what with work and all. So you're impatient and irascible. Most of my conversations with M and P consisted of them barking orders at me. "Warya, inta ka bax ... Xaga aad ... Sariirta kor ... Jinni ha ku cuno ... Warya! Warya! Naya!"

One thing I hated about growing up is that my house was like a hotel. The doorbell used to ring 24hrs, a constant stream of visitors flowing in and out. No privacy whatsoever. Half the time my bedroom was host to some long distance relative coming over to stay who looked like a child molester, his cheek bloated with qaat and eyes red like shimbir. It was never safe to wank in your own bedroom. I had to seek refuge in the bushes for my sexual needs, so you took your chances with foxes in the dark.

And then there was dugsi. Religion is an extremely interesting subject. It's full of stories about people who lived for ninety years, humans who were 80 feet tall, the moon splitting in half, armies swallowed by the Red Sea, angels throwing down with homos, a man being swallowed by fish. This is wonderful. But what did I get? Nothing but a karbaash to my head if I didn't memorize words I couldn't understand and which nobody bothered to explain.

Growing up was rough. It always is. But it was rougher than it had to be. Here's what I wanna know. How will you parent differently when, God forbid, one of you losers actually becomes a mom or a dad? What changes will you make? Will this generation do a better job?

With all due respect sxboow, why are you telling the world and Somnet that your mother was a Ddhilo and how she took care of your material needs and that she was unable to spend quality time with you as she was busy whoring and couldn't spare the time because she chose to squeeze bastard kids like maxaa kaa galey after her clients like your dumber than dumb father, who only has the ability to discharge his lust into the woman you call Ddhilo sometimes M and sometimes mum and who had No clue about child raising?

A lousy, lousy, lousy Bastard kid who calls his ma a Ddhilo and his father dumb dead beat and who prostituted his asss to old age pentioners and celebrates trains being ran up him and through him deserved to get the shit beaten out of him, should get beaten when he is bad, beaten when he us good, and beaten when it was uncertain whether he is bad or good.

Niyoow, I doubt if anyone here on Somnet gives a toss whether your hooker mother and her dumb qaxooti client you call pa who discharged his lust in her and produced and squeezed you out of her hole and all your bastard siblings like maxaa kaa galey!

No One here cares, If you grew up rough and if you growing up was rougher than it had to!!!
You Asking how we parent differently, the simple answer is we will be different as we are Not a Ddhilo and a prostitute's dumb qaxooti client like you ma and pa. And if you want to know if the next Somali generation do better job at parenting than your parents? The answer is profound and a wholehearted YES. And reason being the next Somali generation unlike your parents, are endowed
Intellectually and emotionally another words possesses the gift of intellect and compassion enabling them to spend more than great quality times with their children and shower them with Tender, Love And Care and avoiding them to become preoccupied with and enslaved by materialism.

[Zoomalia4Kucks]

Rabbits can give birth to a litter of bunnies a month. They breed with the enthusiasm of Crusaders sacking Jerusalem. God really adores rabbits. No nine month fertility cycle for them. A bit like Somali dhilos in that respect. Normal women can conceive only once a year, but these xaliimos squeeze one out like maxaa ka gale.

It got me thinking about child rearing. In Iran you can't get a marriage license without taking family planning classes. Sounds like a wise policy. I think we need a baby license too. A man shouldn't be able to discharge his lust into a woman till they learn some things about child raising. Let's face it, many qaxootis are lousy parents. Just lousy, lousy, lousy. I used to get the shit beaten out of me as a kid. I was beaten when I was bad, I was beaten when I was good, and I was beaten when it was uncertain whether I was bad or good.

I love my ma and pa, but man did they get things wrong sometimes. They took care of my material needs, but emotionally and intellectually, they were as competent as Homer Simpson (no offence to Homer if he's reading this). We never really understood each other.

See, when you have so many kids, you can't spend quality time with them. There's not enough hours in the day, what with work and all. So you're impatient and irascible. Most of my conversations with M and P consisted of them barking orders at me. "Warya, inta ka bax ... Xaga aad ... Sariirta kor ... Jinni ha ku cuno ... Warya! Warya! Naya!"

One thing I hated about growing up is that my house was like a hotel. The doorbell used to ring 24hrs, a constant stream of visitors flowing in and out. No privacy whatsoever. Half the time my bedroom was host to some long distance relative coming over to stay who looked like a child molester, his cheek bloated with qaat and eyes red like shimbir. It was never safe to wank in your own bedroom. I had to seek refuge in the bushes for my sexual needs, so you took your chances with foxes in the dark.

And then there was dugsi. Religion is an extremely interesting subject. It's full of stories about people who lived for ninety years, humans who were 80 feet tall, the moon splitting in half, armies swallowed by the Red Sea, angels throwing down with homos, a man being swallowed by fish. This is wonderful. But what did I get? Nothing but a karbaash to my head if I didn't memorize words I couldn't understand and which nobody bothered to explain.

Growing up was rough. It always is. But it was rougher than it had to be. Here's what I wanna know. How will you parent differently when, God forbid, one of you losers actually becomes a mom or a dad? What changes will you make? Will this generation do a better job?

With all due respect sxboow, why are you telling the world and Somnet that your mother was a Ddhilo and how she took care of your material needs and that she was unable to spend quality time with you as she was busy whoring and couldn't spare the time because she chose to squeeze bastard kids like maxaa kaa galey after her clients like your dumber than dumb father, who only has the ability to discharge his lust into the woman you call Ddhilo sometimes M and sometimes mum and who had No clue about child raising?

A lousy, lousy, lousy Bastard kid who calls his ma a Ddhilo and his father dumb dead beat and who prostituted his asss to old age pentioners and celebrates trains being ran up him and through him deserved to get the shit beaten out of him, should get beaten when he is bad, beaten when he us good, and beaten when it was uncertain whether he is bad or good.

Niyoow, I doubt if anyone here on Somnet gives a toss whether your hooker mother and her dumb qaxooti client you call pa who discharged his lust in her and produced and squeezed you out of her hole and all your bastard siblings like maxaa kaa galey!

No One here cares, If you grew up rough and if you growing up was rougher than it had to!!!
You Asking how we parent differently, the simple answer is we will be different as we are Not a Ddhilo and a prostitute's dumb qaxooti client like you ma and pa. And if you want to know if the next Somali generation do better job at parenting than your parents? The answer is profound and a wholehearted YES. And reason being the next Somali generation unlike your parents, are endowed
Intellectually and emotionally another words possesses the gift of intellect and compassion enabling them to spend more than great quality times with their children and shower them with Tender, Love And Care and avoiding them to become preoccupied with and enslaved by materialism.

This shit had me in tears you destroyed that fool. He set himself up by letting us know his mom was a (d)hilo and his dad got her knocked up (probably accident) so he was stuck with her and probably why he didn't care for any of the kids as his mom continue to whore around

[UniQueen]

Calling your own mother a hoe on a f-king platform is really low shot smh.. i stopped reading at there.

[TheLoFather]

Calling your own mother a hoe on a f-king platform is really low shot smh.. i stopped reading at there.

Good on ya!