Wrong on so many levels

Pff I don't believe anybody remembers what they were thinking at age 4 or 5.

 

I actually do remember what I was thinking at age 4 and 5. I started school when I was 4. But your point is neither here nor there, since the kid in the video is 11 years old.

 

Well, I still don't believe ya.

 

I can remember my first day of kindergarten and my thoughts on that day. The bus ride, my fears and anxieties, lunchtime, shit like that. But again, that's neither here nor there since the kid in the video is 11 years old and not 4 or 5 as you mistakenly believe.

 

....or not

Little dude is gold star, gold star is obvious

11 yrs old is a funny age, cos its before puberty starts to kick in, before you really understand what sex is, definately before you understand what horny is. But you stil learn to recognize "family" chiefly by the way they look at you. Adult gay males, the ones that are actually gay that is, give you a look like a proud mom or dad, even though they are not related. Head to the side, big smile, "how cute, a future one of us"

Now that compared to the 10s of thousands of males you encounter over the next ten years, too angry at you mere presence....well you work out quickly what that means too. They all have the same body language, same looks on their faces.

Compared again to the straight end of the spectrum, the straight guys that actually dont give a shit or only give a shit later if you are best buds with a chic they want to bang...well it gets easier to spot them out of a line up.

Its no co-incidence most of the straight guys that frequent the butt thread arent bothering with this thread

 

I was responding to post that said 4-5 year olds. If I wanted to respond to the 11 year old, I'd be responding about the 11 year old.

 

You should quote who you're responding to so as to avoid confusion. Nevertheless, we're discussing the OP. And that kid is eleven years old.

 

Oh no! What could it mean?

 

My mum started me a year early, so I was 4 in kindergarten, yes remember a lot, it was a year of babysitting, sometimes kids up to 18 months older than me. At that age its like half the kids are even alive/awake yet, still shitting themselves all the time, not being able to talk properly, still feeding out of bottles.

Next time you meet a kindergarten teacher ask a few questions

Each generation, societys structure is worked out by the time everyone is 6 years old

Ifyaknowwad-I-mean

 

Nope not really.

 

Funny how we aren't talking about 4 or 5 year olds while discussing 4 or 5 years olds. You blokes can't remember what you're posting about but expect me to believe you remember 49 years ago.

Lol.

 

You all have a secret stash of ladyboy porn

 

I remember kindergarten well. The first day I even remember what I was doing, which was looking at slides through a viewmaster. I honestly wasn't much different then than I am now. I still remember those beautiful slides like it was yesterday, though. But I've never really "thought" much, per se. I just kind of look at things.

 

No, seriously, we're discussing the kid in the video. Check out the OP . . . sometime, and then get back with us.

 

Oh, I see. But . . . no.

 

most the trans persons dont become drags persons...

do you know how much drag, make up and costuming costs? I cant even afford it.

 

I remember some of kindergarten

I also remember preschool when I was 4, I have exactly one memory of it. A girl and I kicked another girl out of the sandbox and she ran away crying. I felt horrible about it so it stuck with me. And that little girl we made cry ended up being my best friend in 8th grade and is still one of my best friends today.

She's very forgiving.

 

Off topic but i really needed to get that one off my chest

 

Don't be fooled! She's been lulling you into a false sense of security for the past decades, and is just taking her sweet time to exact her revenge.

 

The oldest memory I have, not sure how old I was. I told my dad, Ben won't wake up. Ben was dads favorite dog. We walked outside to the kennels, Ben was dead. Dad put him in a big bag, we drove to the local tip. He was devastated. He held the bag, a guy asked what was in it. Dad broke down, said it was a dog, couldn't bare to keep it. He patted dad on the back and said he'd take care of it.

We drove away. He still regrets that every day.

Now that's a lie because I can remember Ben and Tam running around together, but I can't recall any of my thoughts at the time. Just the time i went to play and he wouldn't wake up. That's the first time I can recall thought, but I don't remember how old I was.

Through all that, I certainly wasn't contemplating my life as a supposed female and whether or not I should change that.