If that story is true you're a scumbag and an animal. Shame on you. The fact that you would find any satisfaction in that woman's mortal fear for her child makes you less than an animal. You are a cowardly rabid freak. Not that it matters because the story is phony baloney anywho. In either case it reveals the depth of you're ridiculousness and rotten character. You die...you go to hell and you die. You're gay.

Here's another hilarious sean wookie tale:

One day I was in Wal Mart buying some lady's underwear for sniffing and/or wearing and a young boy ran into my leg beacause that cunt little cunt cunt wasn't paying attention to where he was running. When he got up off the floor I told him that there was no Santa and that I was going to murder his Grandma. That little cunt cried and cried. My boyfriend told him that he was a cunt and that cunt cried and cried again. I was so happy...I stuck my fist in my ass!