Twittering for less than a week and he can't resist the urge to insult his family...jeesh.
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Hopefully Jr isn't as thin skinned as that. It's hardly an insult, more of a tease.
Honestly, if you guys were part of my family I'd never talk to you just because I'd have to be worried that everything I said would be taken in the worst way possible and you'd be crying all over the internet about it.
I didn't see it that way at all, Anita. What seemed strange about the post, is that after hell knows how many months/episodes of his professing that he, Senior, is a "changed man", he can't resist the temptation to get in at least one more "dig". It's almost passive-aggressive behavior, and far from a "playful" jab; I see it as "same-old, same-old".....
That said, Junior's ego is still hitched to that same wagon, and being pulled by a team of puppies, as opposed to the Clydesdales provided him during the show's active days.
It's far different to tease someone out of love, you can't tell me that there's no bitterness involved on Senior's behalf. I don't think his ego would allow room for jealousy.
My son and I do not have an especially close relationship, he is momma's boy, thru and thru. Likewise, my daughter limits her association with her mother to holidays and family situations which require interactions, and chooses to associate more with me. All of that said, I would never publicly berate either of my children, even in jest, as emotional scarring runs deep, and is difficult to heal.
I now believe that the "Tweet" more or less professed that much of what Senior really feels, and his actions/inaction during the series' run, was solely meant for wholesale consumption of the viewership, and to slow the downhill cascade of the fortunes of the OCC empire.
Time for Steve M. to take away Sr's Twitter password before he further damages OCC's public image.
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PAMD wrote:...I would never publicly berate either of my children, even in jest, as emotional scarring runs deep, and is difficult to heal.
What? You didn't file any lawsuits against your kids in the best "just kidding" tradition, or do your best to drive them out of business, just for laughs? You never gave one of your kids a good-natured ribbing by burning them in effigy for the enjoyment of millions of viewers? What about hiring the biggest dork you could find as a replacement for your son, and telling him in front of the whole world; "you're the son I wish I'd had." You never lied about your kid attending a funeral just to make 'em squirm on national TV?
Maybe that's the problem: you've raised kids who don't even know how to take a joke. Honestly, if you were part of my family I'd never talk to you just because I'd have to be worried that everything I said would be taken in the worst way possible and you'd be crying all over the internet about it.
Rumple, I heeded my father's advice shortly after we noticed that my daughter had the capacity to out-think my then wife, and myself. I began a campaign to convince the kids that I was just crazy enough to make them do something that was "beyond normal comprehension", in other words, make them think that I was just a little on the crazy side. This threw another factor into the relationship, and added a measure of control which we didn't have before, and was proven to be quite necessary. My daughter, aged five, convinced her eleven year old brother that he was adopted, and did such a great job of selling the situation, that my ex had to get special permission to have their medical records made available to them, including the dust from the basement where they were stored.
My son could sleep through a tornado, train wreck, Apollo rocket launch, 747 jet engine run-up, etc... My daughter often took advantage of that fact, performing stunts during his sleep period like using wheat paste (from our paper maché "pinata" project for his 12th birthday) to glue plastic craft beads into his hair. Gluing sparkles to his nose, and forming toothpaste "spikes" similar to:
The situation eventually deteriorated to the point where we were forced to adopt a German Shepherd as a pet (for him), and as his "middle of the night" protector. "Shadow" (hated that name, but it was his choice) was tasked with keeping her out of his room while he slept, or was expected to alert us to any late night incursions. That worked for less than two months. The breed is notorious for being a "one person dog", and that dog bonded closely to him, they even slept in the same bed. My daughter managed to make the dog "hers", and somehow managed to divide his loyalty.
Fast forward to his first day of fifth grade. The night before school opened, she obtained an indelible laundry marker, and scrawled her name across his forehead. This was discovered at the very same time that I was performing a surgery. The wife had the hospital's operator patch her through to the O.R. desk, who then patched her through to the O.R.'s intercom system. Everyone with the exception of the patient laughed hysterically while she solicited recommendations. She eventually called the "Marks a Lot" corporation, who informed her that "it will wear off in two weeks". This after scrubbing his forehead with everything from Boraxo, to Go-Jo, to Ajax Cleanser, to lamp oil.
Maybe I should have been more "Seniorlike"???
-- Edited by PAMD on Thursday 14th of February 2013 09:29:22 AM
PAMD wrote:...I would never publicly berate either of my children, even in jest, as emotional scarring runs deep, and is difficult to heal.
What? You didn't file any lawsuits against your kids in the best "just kidding" tradition, or do your best to drive them out of business, just for laughs? You never gave one of your kids a good-natured ribbing by burning them in effigy for the enjoyment of millions of viewers? What about hiring the biggest dork you could find as a replacement for your son, and telling him in front of the whole world; "you're the son I wish I'd had." You never lied about your kid attending a funeral just to make 'em squirm on national TV?
Maybe that's the problem: you've raised kids who don't even know how to take a joke. Honestly, if you were part of my family I'd never talk to you just because I'd have to be worried that everything I said would be taken in the worst way possible and you'd be crying all over the internet about it.
Bahahahaha thanks rumple
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