re: woman shoots and kills her husband on Facebook Live in front of their children

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The Girl and her mother are on Facebook live harassing her husband while he is trying to get ready for work.

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I guess I'm just either too old or too introverted to understand why people feel the need to broadcast their lives on the internet like this. It's such a foreign and bizarre concept to me.

I think it sums it all up... after she shoots her husband the first words out of her mouth are... "I don't want to go to jail"...

There’s really nothing to watch. A few minutes then an hour of blackness. Or should I say audio only.

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think it sums it all up... after she shoots her husband the first words out of her mouth are... "I don't want to go to jail"... ?

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Then she should have put another round in the chamber to use on herself and saved society the expense of locking her up for years.

Four more souls forever traumatized and fatherless and motherless in an instant

No hope, cycle will continue. fricking sad

I wonder if one of his last thoughts was At least I don't have to deal with these bitches anymore.

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this poor guy was having to live with.

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He doesn't HAVE to. People don't have to live with that kind of shite if they don't want to.

Always value your worth, baws.

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
(In the ghetto)
And his mama cries
'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It is another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
(In the ghetto)
People, don't you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me
Are we too blind to see?
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way
Well, the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
(In the ghetto)
And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
(In the ghetto)
Then one night in desperation
The young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car
Tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
(In the ghetto)
And as her young man dies
(In the ghetto)
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
(In the ghetto)
And his mama cries
(In the ghetto)
(In the ghetto)

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Good news is she doesn’t have to worry about cooking for them kids for a few years, probably life