Hym "We don't need to talk about it in any other context! Me threatening kids doesn't give YOU the NON-LAW REGULAR CITIZEN the right to do ANYTHING. You have ONE option but you're not doing it because THE THEFT FROM ME... IS WORTH MORE than any kid I could threaten. TO BOTH OF US. Even though their lives are so worthless it's a waste of breath to even threaten them. I KNOW IT. YOU know it. I told you this is exactly how this was going to work. You are too retarded to be deciding who is or who isn't a criminal. You are deflecting from the fact that you chose THEFT over protecting children. All under the false pretense that you actually gave a shit about anyone other than yourself. You thought you were the decider. WRONG. I was right. I was the correct one."
Someone or something that bites your ankles.
To a postman, an ankle biter is often known as a dog.
To an adult, an ankle biter may be a toddler.
To hikers, an ankle biter is sometimes a tick.
And so on.
When a man will search for hours to find something that is laying out in the open on a table. Items are often easily found by a women.
Man: "I have been searching for hours for keys."
Woman: "You mean the ones sitting there on the coffee table?"
Man: "Where?"
Woman: "Right there in the middle of that table."
Man: "oh, must have been Male Pattern Blindness"