Officers from Child Protective Services who visit OctoMom’s future house of bad decisions, wherever that may be, might be wondering why Octo’s 11-year-old son stands in the corner with frozen eyes and a Magic Eraser in his hand that he uses to scrub the dark-sided images from his head. This is why. Octo tells Celebuzz (via Crushable) that she is completely honest with all fifty million of her kids and the older ones knows about her fap porn debut. I doubt they know that she hugged her clit with her fingers until her eyes rolled back, but they do sort of know that the piece of Wonder Bread they’re eating was bought with money she made from fucking her own body on camera. Octo puts it like this:
“I raise them in total honesty, so they’ll never have any resentment or harbor resentment when they grow up. They do [know] to a certain degree. They do not know the total details, but I raise them in total honesty.
They’re totally desensitized…our experiences allowed all of us to pull out strengths we didn’t know we possess.”
Octo truly is operating on a different frequency than the sane. Total honesty? I’m not a parent and I know that you’re not supposed to fill your children’s ears with the truth all the time. That’s just crazy bitch talk. If the world becomes an even more fucked up place by me becoming somebody’s dad, I’m so not going to tell them the truth. I’m going to lie to them all the time. It’s the best thing for everyone. “No, kid, I wasn’t drinking drunk juice while watching you and your little friends play in the park. It was grape juice and it was unsweetened, which is why I didn’t give you any. I don’t know why your friends told you that. They must have a disease that makes them lie all the time! I forbid you to see them anymore! Not really, but I’ve always wanted to say that.” “No, kid, I can’t buy you that candy. Did you know that every time a parent gives into their kid’s whines and buys them a candy at the checkout lane, a kitten gets diabetes?“
The only thing I won’t lie to my kid bout is the Santa thing. I won’t let some fake bitch get all the credit for me standing in a long ass line with a bunch of assholes at KMart on December 24th to buy some dumb toy.
That being said, it was good of Octo to tell her kids. When they go on the Internet and Google “How can I get a pack of wolves to adopt me?”, they’ll eventually somehow run into their mom’s self-fuck video. They’re going to find out anyway.
And when Octo tells her kids about her ear-murdering song, they’ll each respond by doing this: