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<description>I got the idea for a &quot;babystalking&quot; sticky thread this afternoon while waiting to board the train home. recently, I got a folding bike and started commuting to with on public transportation. As if I don't have enough issues with that in itself, today I was officially and shamelessly babystalked for the first time since I started taking the commuter rail this month.

I'm standing in the pre-boarding area watching the screen so that I can be one of the first lemmings to get my seating of choice, as I am riding all the way to the end of the line. About half a minute before the announcement came, this duh wielding a ~2-3 year-old in a stroller saw me, and I could already hear him from about ten feet away, &quot;Look at THAT! That's a BIKE! And it's FOLDED! It's a FOLDING BIKE! How cool is that? Blah Blah Yack Yack, etc.&quot; and the whole time he zooms up to me with the stroller and STOPS right in my fucking face while doing the talk i just described. There was NO WAY I could pretend I didn't see or hear him, and I just kept looking up at the screen, making it obvious that I was ignoring him. He probably thought I didn't speak English or something. Then the announcement came and I was off with the rest of the lemmings.

So yeah, I thought this would be a good idea to collect all the baby-stalking stories in one thread, just like we do with the Glossary and Introductions.</description><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,120364#msg-120364</link><lastBuildDate>Wed, 19 Jun 2013 14:18:25 -0400</lastBuildDate>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,305641#msg-305641</link><description><![CDATA[<blockquote class="bbcode"><div><small>Quote<br/></small><strong>Shiny</strong><br/>
Welcome to Walmart. GET YOUR SHIT AND GET OUT!</div></blockquote><br />:hilarious<br /><br />That should be their slogan!]]></description>
<dc:creator>brown-eyed diamond</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jun 2013 09:50:37 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,305563#msg-305563</link><description><![CDATA[Got babby stalked at work this morning. Granmoo and Grandduh were picking up a script, but also had a bunch of crap to ring up. I'm not supposed to take more than five items, but they had dumped it on the counter before I could say anything. Then GM had to dispute the price of something. Oh and the whole time, GD is grinning like a moron while loaf mashes on the buttons of the debit reader, so I got to listen to annoying, high pitched beeping sounds. When we were FINALLY done, they told the loaf to say bye bye to me. Trying to be good natured, I smiled and waved, but the loaf just drooled and stared at me with those fucking vacant eyes. GD starts going on and on about me, saying "She doesn't like babies. She don't like babies, I can see it in her face." GM tried to argue, saying I was always very pleasant, and I explained that I really wasn't feeling well. But no, he kept going on and on about how "No, she doesn't like babies, I can see it in her face."<br /><br />Fuck you, dickhole. As a matter of fact, I HATE the fucking trolls, but I was trying to be nice. It is NOT my job to entertain your grandshit and not my fault the thing was too stupid to wave back at me, it's probably brain-damaged, like yourself. I am NOT as enamored with the useless lump of flesh the way you are and I am glad that my life is not so pathetic that someone else's nasty kid is the apple of my eye. I am also irritated at the large number of items you made me scan, holding up the gentleman behind you who just wanted to pick up his fucking prescriptions. Lastly, as it turns out, I am running a fucking fever, so I REALLY meant it when I said I don't feel well. I hope you catch it. I hope the goddamn stupid baby catches it, too.<br /><br />Welcome to Walmart. GET YOUR SHIT AND GET OUT!]]></description>
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<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jun 2013 23:13:15 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,305524#msg-305524</link><description><![CDATA[I got preggo-stalked the other day at work. I was ringing up a Moo-to-be, and she would not leave her damned belly alone. She was either rubbing it like a genie was going to come out, or she kept pulling her shirt tighter around her belly and occasionally giving me an expectant look, like she expected me to praise her. She must have been disappointed-- I just quietly scanned her groceries and gave her the receipt.]]></description>
<dc:creator>zeropop</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jun 2013 20:04:57 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,305474#msg-305474</link><description><![CDATA[I've got babystalked here and there.<br /><br />There is an decent clothing shop, with a lot of cheap but pretty clothings there. But there's a little problem: BREEDERS! BREEDERS EVERYWHERE! Breeders with thier screeching loafs, moos with big baby bumps and duhs who blocking the way with thier prams!<br /><br />Even in your favorite chinese restaurant you don't have any rest of these breeders. :headbrick]]></description>
<dc:creator>annabanana</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jun 2013 16:22:49 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,303187#msg-303187</link><description><![CDATA[I wish that was the case at my library. My coworkers tell me to take a quick break whenever a toadler starts crying and screaming. They have learned my rim rod straight back and twitching leg means I'm thinking of creative ways to either a) give the little shit a real reason to cry or b) silence the thing....permanently.<br /><br />I'm an awesome worker and I love getting the old ladies who come in to check out the latest Nora Roberts or Linda Lael Miller books. I'm short (5'2) and I feel awesome being able to help them get something from the top shelf because they can't get up on the little stools we have.<br /><br />On the other hand, I make moos with little shits avoid me, my manager died laughing when I had one run right into me and told him, loud enough for moo to hear, "I need to go get my rabies shot". My manager loves me because I'm the tech expert so he laughs at my 'quirks'.]]></description>
<dc:creator>vampamanda</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jun 2013 14:43:23 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,303035#msg-303035</link><description><![CDATA[Thank god libraries here are almost as quiet as a cemetery. :coffee]]></description>
<dc:creator>milenascarlet</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 18:27:34 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,303030#msg-303030</link><description><![CDATA[Whatever happened to being QUIET in a library? Idiot moos.]]></description>
<dc:creator>starlady</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 18:14:13 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,303028#msg-303028</link><description><![CDATA[At the library we have a patron who is a fertfreak moo. She comes in about once a week or so. Whenever she brings her litter into public it always causes lots of stares. As soon as enough people are looking at her, she begins loudly fawning over the abnormally small test tube tots. "Oooh, let's get a book today, Oooh, Mommy wuvs you!" and all of that crap.<br /><br />This inevitably causes lots of people to gather around and ooh and ahh. FertiMoo loves it. She is extremely loud and her voice broadcasts across the building. Of course, this is the reason she spit out a litter in the first place--to forever bask in the glow of all of that attention. I refuse to give her any acknowledgement, but most of my coworkers unfortunately love all things baaaybee.]]></description>
<dc:creator>bop</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jun 2013 18:05:11 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,302864#msg-302864</link><description><![CDATA[It might not be baby stalking but when I went to the grocery store earlier today some idiot moo had to block the only entrance and babby talk her meat sack in it's stroller. It took me almost five minutes to get around the stupid bitch and right now I'd really like to know why it would be rude to blow an air horn in the stupid twat's face.]]></description>
<dc:creator>satansbitch</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jun 2013 16:23:55 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,302625#msg-302625</link><description><![CDATA[Normally I wouldn't be afraid to let my absolute disinterest be known, but those situations would infuriate me. I'd have to play nice or risk spit in my food. Ugh!]]></description>
<dc:creator>unicorn</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2013 14:06:09 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,302590#msg-302590</link><description><![CDATA[My husband and I went out to eat at a favorite restaurant of husband's cousin and his boyfriend (they are regulars). Right before dessert one of the owners came out and started gushing about how one of the waitresses just crapped out her 2nd or 3rd kid, and was showing everyone at the table pictures of it on her phone. I don't even know who this chick is nor do I give a damn about her serial breeding ways. But that is a behavior I cannot stand - the showing off of loaf photos on the phone, especially when I don't know or hardly know the person!]]></description>
<dc:creator>Ketchup</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2013 10:53:49 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,302541#msg-302541</link><description><![CDATA["She ended up asking us about five times, always trying to direct us to the kid, and me ignoring the annoying thing and repeating that the waitress was in the other room. "<br /><br />GOOD GAWD! that's on the verge from babby-stalking to REAL stalking! her only next move could be holding up the kyd and screaming "LOOK AY MY CHYLD!!! LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK AT MYYYYYYYY CHYYYYYYYLD!!!"]]></description>
<dc:creator>Snark Shark</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jun 2013 00:28:43 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,302509#msg-302509</link><description><![CDATA[I just remembered one. Many years ago, Mrs. DaLump and I tried out a restaurant that had just opened. We got seated and the waitress took our orders. Then, the lady who ran the place came to our table and had to introduce us to her (5 year old?) grandson. OK, we said "Hi" and tried to be pleasant, and hoped that would be that. Nope. After that, the damned sprog was back at the table bothering us about every five or ten minutes, asking how the dinner was (as if he cared or understood), playing like he was taking our order (we're already eating), and just being a general blazing PEST! Near the end of the meal, the lady comes out with him again (!!) and they come to our table. She starts asking us where her order taker was while she's throwing little leading glances at the kid. I had seen the waitress go to the other dining room, so I told her that the waitress was over in the other side. She ended up asking us about five times, always trying to direct us to the kid, and me ignoring the annoying thing and repeating that the waitress was in the other room. She finally gave up and she and the sprog went back to the kitchen. The food was only fair, and with the chance of the damned kid running wild, we never went back. I still shudder when I think of it.]]></description>
<dc:creator>louiedalump</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2013 20:37:50 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,302210#msg-302210</link><description><![CDATA[I just remembered an anti-babysalk That happened a few months ago. We were on vacations in WA for the holidays and it was our last day there, so my cousin's wife took my aunt and me to the Olive Garden for lunch along with my nephew (the only kid I can tolerate, mainly because is calm most of the time). When we arrived to our table, as we were sitting two old women were on the way out and started cooing and touching my nephews hair. After they left both my aunt and my cousin's wife had a WTF expression on their faces and started wondering since when it was correct to touch other people's children without asking first. And the worst of all was that they believed that it was my son. :dp]]></description>
<dc:creator>master kyle</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Fri, 31 May 2013 16:59:56 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,302077#msg-302077</link><description><![CDATA[I'm only new here so don't know all the terms for things yet but baby stalking seems to happen to me all the time like I have a sign all on my head or something.<br /><br />The latest incident happened to me while I was at the beauty salon getting my nails done. Anyway I had sat down with the girl that does my nails regularly and a mother and grandmother duo came through the door with a brat about 2 years old I guess. As soon as they came in he was out of control making screaming noises, running around touching things.... all while his mother and grandmother smile and think how cute. Next thing the mother is taken out the back of the salon for her appointment to get some waxing done as far as I overheard.<br /><br />So granny is left to watch the brat who then proceeds to run around the salon and pointing to things while granny tells him what every single little thing is "that's a window" can you say "window" the kid wasn't paying much attention at this point some else had his attention.<br />And that was me! He wondered over to the table I was at getting my nails done of all tables! And just stood there staring granny was like " look ben look at the nice lady" referring to me. I ignored it but the girl doing my nails didn't she looked up and started cooing at him.<br />This just made the situation so much worse as the grandmother then kept saying too the brat "say hi to the nice ladies" over and over until finally instead of shrieking or staring the brat says "hi"<br />I had it that point and asked my beauty therapist to get on with it as I don't have all day to be sitting there I can't believe the the beauty therapist had stopped in the first place just for that.<br />The grandmother got the point and called the brat back over while giving me a glare or two. And later she took him out of the salon thank god!]]></description>
<dc:creator>rose</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Fri, 31 May 2013 09:08:17 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,301957#msg-301957</link><description><![CDATA[This one's a bizarre reverse-babystalk. Or more like a reverse mommyjacking, maybe.<br /><br />A friend of mine had a kid about...oh...a year ago? Dunno. I've never seen it. She posted something on Facebook about how she needed a new outfit, and a shopping buddy of hers immediately commented "Ha ha, listen to you! I've created a monster!" (guess Shopping Buddy introduced Friend to a new store). There was a little back-and-forth about when they could go shopping together.<br /><br />Next comment: some clueless female burbles about how she hasn't seen little New Baybee yet, and how he must be growing sooooo big!<br /><br />Uh...yeah. In a discussion about Friend wanting to go out with Shopping Buddy and hit the stores, this lady drools about the baby? Wow.<br /><br />To my friend's credit, she completely ignored the idiotic attempt at babyjacking the thread. No response at all, total radio silence. She and Shopping Buddy set up a time to go find that outfit.]]></description>
<dc:creator>randomcfchick</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Thu, 30 May 2013 18:34:09 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,301840#msg-301840</link><description><![CDATA["and the stupid bitch had like marked it out with pink sidewalk chalk like it was some huge hazard or something."<br /><br />WTF? what a cunt!]]></description>
<dc:creator>Snark Shark</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Thu, 30 May 2013 10:08:38 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,301713#msg-301713</link><description><![CDATA[Not sure if this really counts as a full out babystalking as it is being a passive-aggressive cunt but...<br /><br />We have two breeder twats living in the two top apartments (two bedroom places onbase are in quad apartment formation) and one has a dog. A little yappy ill behaviored thing. Well I was taking Wallace out to pee since the poor goof hadn't gotten to go out in an hour and he had to pee pretty bad so didn't get passed the halfassed "flower" beds on the sides of the walkway (they're just mulch beds). Poor dude. My fault for not waking him up from his little nap sooner. Well here comes Twat and her mini twat around the corner with their little yapper and what does little twat do but rush at my dog trying to take a damn leak. I pull him back a little and dart in front of him and said "NO!" and blocked the little shit from touching him. Of course she goes whining to her moo and moo starts the bullshit "Oh look at that big doggie isn't he nice it sure would be nice if you could pet him!" while looking at me. I gave her my "EAT SHIT AND DIE IN AN AIDS FIRE" look and as soon as he was done I brought him inside and gave him a treat for co-operating.<br /><br />I had to go back out because in my efforts to get infront of him before the brat could touch him with her filthy fucking hands he got a bit bumped out of the flowerbed and some pee got on the side walk. Not much but some. So I came back out maybe 3 minutes later to wash it away with water ( was going out to pour some over the place he peed in the mulch anyway. Stray cats like to pee in it as it is doesn't need to smell of dog pee too) and the stupid bitch had like marked it out with pink sidewalk chalk like it was some huge hazard or something. Just are you fucking kidding me?<br /><br />Basically I really wish the bitches upstairs would just implode one day. I am so serious. They are constantly being pains in the ass.]]></description>
<dc:creator>quills</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Wed, 29 May 2013 16:27:19 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,301699#msg-301699</link><description><![CDATA[THIS is classic babystalking. Happened to me just this morning at the grocery store. Usually this crap happens in the produce section.. but has also been known to happen in bakery and dairy.<br /><br />Anyhow... I am rushing through my shopping as I had to get back home to do some stuff. I am picking upsome salad ingredients. Need some red cabbage. No bags over the rack with the cabbage..so I go to the stand behind me to pull one off the little bag roll. Moo is standing there with Travesty in the seat of the cart. Travesty is pulling out the food as fast as the moo can put it in the cart. Moo thinks its funny. She says "Oh no Travesty, don't take thatout. Are you hungry?"<br />I feel her eyes look toward me I ignore her... and go around her to get a bag.<br />She gets louder as she reaches into her purse to get a snack for the kid.<br />"Do you want a snack? You are always hungry. Oh, don't you want this?"<br />Again I see she is looking at me through the corner of my eye. I don't look back and she keeps looking as she continues to engage in conversation with Travesty. She wanted my attention. There were several other people about.... but she kept looking at ME. I grabbed my cabbage, put it in the cart and took off.<br /><br />Wouldn't you know... I was stuck at check out with HER and Travesty in the lane next to mine. This time Travesty is runnin around (apparently had gotten tired of the cart seat) and he was picking things up at the check out. Moo, ofcourse, explained what everything was to him in a loud voice...and .. again.. she looked in my dirrections.<br />Dang it Moo... don't you know I don't give a crap about your crotch cricket?<br /><br />Next Travesty walks up to my cart to look at what I had. Gave him 'the look'. Moo saw. "OH Travesty!! Don't bother the lady's things. She doesn't look like she's in a good mood today."<br /><br /><br />There ya go... classic babystalking.. Not only did she do it once in one department, but, when she didn't get her deseired result, she tried again in the check out lane. Took me 'giving the look' to stop it. When Moo told Travisty that "the lady is not in a good mood" that was her final attempt to get my attention. I still ignored her.]]></description>
<dc:creator>starlady</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Wed, 29 May 2013 14:43:47 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,301569#msg-301569</link><description><![CDATA[Just the other day I went to the bus stop, thinking I would probably lose the bus as I was already running late and my mood was kind of down.<br />So I get to the bus stop and a father and child (about 2/3 years old I think, I can never tell) were talking loudy. I didn't mind, it's a public place and the child had some kind of problem with speech (besides the normal incomprehensible child speech I cannot understand).<br />As I was standing there minding my own business, the father looked at me and started talking to the child asking him things to see if he talked to me. Well, I don't really do small talk with stranger unless they're really old and I have a lot of patience, so I just smiled out of courtesy but I bet there was the word uncomfortable written with capital 'painted with neon ink' letters on my forehead. However, that did not stopped him and he continued. I opened my bag, pulled out my phone and started to text just to avoid the chitchat.<br />Thank some mysterious force, a women came to get the bus and started to talk with the child. He then directed the conversation towards her.]]></description>
<dc:creator>milenascarlet</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Tue, 28 May 2013 21:36:59 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,301513#msg-301513</link><description><![CDATA[<blockquote class="bbcode"><div><small>Quote<br/></small><strong></strong><br/>The second time was one time when I went to watch the ring with my mother and aunt when I was a teenager. There was a fambly with three cunturds of different ages, <b>nobody gave a shit about the kids</b>, even though the movie was rated B-15 (this means that no one under 15 years old is allowed to watch the movie). The kids were running, playing and screaming the whole movie. Luckily mi mother complained when we got out and the movie theatre gave us free tickets for another movie. At least it was something.</div></blockquote><br />I wouldn't call this babystalking, just kids being obnoxious + typical shitty parenting<br /><br />Babystalking to me means there is a parental element involved:<br /><br />the parents try to get your (obviously unwanted) attention with the kids<br />or try to demonstrate "perfect parenting" for an audience and for attention purposes<br /><br />or the parents notice their kids are interacting with you and you don't like it, but they do nothing to stop it because they are waiting for you to worship them or remark their kid is cute.<br /><br />Examples can include talking in a stupid loud voice to the kid, bonus points if the kid is too young to understand<br /><br />Bonus points for upping the ante and talking louder when they aren't getting a reaction and/or getting all butt hurt and remarking about the "mean lady" who isn't paying attention to them.]]></description>
<dc:creator>bell_flower</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Tue, 28 May 2013 18:26:19 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,300034#msg-300034</link><description><![CDATA[@Drake: I know. She's the sweetest dog I've ever had.<br /><br />Now I remember more cases of babystalk. The oldest one happened when I was around ten. We where eating in a restaurant while some loaf was running around holding a piece piece of bread. We were waiting for dessert when the Little turd came to our table and first went with my mother, which said hi to him and smiled, then it came to me and started touching me with the hand he was using to hold the piece of bread, so I got breadcrumbs on my pants.I just gave him the evil look and he smiled! Sadly that time nobody noted my reaction of total disgust.<br /><br />The second time was one time when I went to watch the ring with my mother and aunt when I was a teenager. There was a fambly with three cunturds of different ages, nobody gave a shit about the kids, even though the movie was rated B-15 (this means that no one under 15 years old is allowed to watch the movie). The kids were running, playing and screaming the whole movie. Luckily mi mother complained when we got out and the movie theatre gave us free tickets for another movie. At least it was something.<br /><br />My second babystalk at the movies happened a couple of years later when I was 18 and I went to watch a movie alone. THere was this kid running on the stairs and laughing all the time. It didn't took a long to get me annoyed becaused I was sitting next to the aisle, so when he was going upstairs I "accidently" streched my foot and made him trip. No one noticed that and the parunt took their brat outside when he started crying. Then I watched th rst of the movie without any annoying brats.]]></description>
<dc:creator>master kyle</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 10:08:56 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,299970#msg-299970</link><description><![CDATA[<blockquote class="bbcode"><div><small>Quote<br/></small><strong>master kyle</strong><br/>
I had many baystalks, but right now I remember the ones with my dog. I have a dog named Tali (kudoz if you know from where I got the name). She's a very playful and social blue-eyed beagle-terrier mix, so she is pretty popular amongst people. In short, she es cute as a button, so she attracts a lot of attention, wanted or unwanted.<br /><br />One time when when i was walking her around the park, we crossed paths with a fambly that had a 2 years old loaf. Since my dog is very they went near when they called and I allowed it at first, moo and duh petted her like normal people, but not the loaf, se started to squeeze her with her little paws, so my dog ended running behind me. I told them that she probably didn't liked that and I walked away.<br /><br />The other one didn't happen to actually, happened to my mother. One day she took her when she went to buy some groceries and on the way back she stopped to buy something for lunch. While she waited some turd started to try to hit my dog with my stick while loaf's moo wasn't nowhere near, probably was eating something nearby. So my mom told him that id he hitted [my dog] she would bite him, and if she didn't then [my mother] would. She told me that he stopped trying after that. Luckily I wasn't nearby, because id I would have been there I would have given that little cunturd a good-old kick the moment he laid a finger on my dog.</div></blockquote><br />You're referencing the "Mass Effect" series if I am correct.<br /><br />I also love your Oblivion signature.]]></description>
<dc:creator>grammarnut</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 01:59:27 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,299968#msg-299968</link><description><![CDATA[master kyle- Your dog is ADORABLE!!!:D]]></description>
<dc:creator>drake</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 01:52:22 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,299926#msg-299926</link><description><![CDATA[I had many baystalks, but right now I remember the ones with my dog. I have a dog named Tali (kudoz if you know from where I got the name). She's a very playful and social blue-eyed beagle-terrier mix, so she is pretty popular amongst people. In short, she es cute as a button, so she attracts a lot of attention, wanted or unwanted.<br /><br />One time when when i was walking her around the park, we crossed paths with a fambly that had a 2 years old loaf. Since my dog is very they went near when they called and I allowed it at first, moo and duh petted her like normal people, but not the loaf, se started to squeeze her with her little paws, so my dog ended running behind me. I told them that she probably didn't liked that and I walked away.<br /><br />The other one didn't happen to actually, happened to my mother. One day she took her when she went to buy some groceries and on the way back she stopped to buy something for lunch. While she waited some turd started to try to hit my dog with my stick while loaf's moo wasn't nowhere near, probably was eating something nearby. So my mom told him that id he hitted [my dog] she would bite him, and if she didn't then [my mother] would. She told me that he stopped trying after that. Luckily I wasn't nearby, because id I would have been there I would have given that little cunturd a good-old kick the moment he laid a finger on my dog.]]></description>
<dc:creator>master kyle</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 23:24:46 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,298838#msg-298838</link><description><![CDATA[<blockquote class="bbcode"><div><small>Quote<br/></small><strong>unicorn</strong><br/>
Driving to town yesterday there was somebody holding a child over a wall so it could wave at passing traffic. I think it was a woman all I could see were some arms.<br />:wtf</div></blockquote><br />post-natal abortion WAITING to happen!]]></description>
<dc:creator>Snark Shark</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 11:10:23 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,298808#msg-298808</link><description><![CDATA[Driving to town yesterday there was somebody holding a child over a wall so it could wave at passing traffic. I think it was a woman all I could see were some arms.<br />:wtf]]></description>
<dc:creator>unicorn</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 06:23:58 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,298419#msg-298419</link><description><![CDATA[I was also 'lady like' in my younger days. Now I really don't care. If these people are going to get in my face then I will, move, shoot a look, say something to them.... whatever I need to do. I had a friend who told me on my 60th birthday (about a month ago) that "once you get in your 60's your true personality starts to come out. If you are really nice then you'll still be nice...but if there's any 'bitch' down in there... it's gonna come out." LOL<br />Don't know where she got that at...but I have noticed that I have been saying more of what I think in the past few years.]]></description>
<dc:creator>starlady</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 17:51:31 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,298378#msg-298378</link><description><![CDATA[<blockquote class="bbcode"><div><small>Quote<br/></small><strong>fluffypersian</strong><br/>
Not sure if this is babystalking, but have you ever tried to eat a meal quietly while the kid in the next booth peers over the seat? It usually takes the handlers several minutes to get the kid to stop if they do it at all.<br /><br />It only happens rarely at the restaurants where I'm a regular, so I try not to hurt their business/the waiter's tip by saying anything to the kid. I have, however, asked to move.</div></blockquote><br />Yes, that was baby stalking. Baby stalking is when a moo or duh uses thier spawn to get attention from random strangers. In the case you described the brat was old enough to stalk without help from it's supposed handlers.<br /><br />Slightly off topic but I was just like you once. I was polite. I was decent. I was lady like. That all changed when one of my neighbors decided to call me Satan's Bitch as a bad joke and I decided to run with it. If you think the server's tip is going to be hurt by your reaction may I suggest that you leave a larger tip than you normally would??? That's what I always do. You have every right to go about your business and eat your meal in peace. Even if you don't feel you can say anything you can still give the breeders and brats a look that clearly says "I hate your guts and wish you would just die." That's what I've been doing for a couple of years now. It works really well.]]></description>
<dc:creator>satansbitch</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 14:10:23 -0400</pubDate></item>
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<title>Re: Babystalk, babystalk, it's a wonder you can walk</title><link>http://www.refugees.bratfree.com/read.php?2,120364,298373#msg-298373</link><description><![CDATA[Not sure if this is babystalking, but have you ever tried to eat a meal quietly while the kid in the next booth peers over the seat? It usually takes the handlers several minutes to get the kid to stop if they do it at all.<br /><br />It only happens rarely at the restaurants where I'm a regular, so I try not to hurt their business/the waiter's tip by saying anything to the kid. I have, however, asked to move.]]></description>
<dc:creator>fluffypersian</dc:creator>
<category>The Living Room</category><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 13:51:31 -0400</pubDate></item>
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