I will never forget stopping into the small convenience store near my old house, and seeing this adorable little girl looking at kiddie magazines. I smiled, she smiled back. I grabbed what I needed and got in line at the counter behind this...this unholy beast of a woman, several feet wide, head full of hair flat with grease, surrounded by a foggy miasma of stench. It was so bad I had to cover my mouth and nose; it was like she'd been bathing in shit instead of water, so her body odor remained with an extra layer of feces. She paid for her items and left...taking the little girl's hand as she walked out the door. I seriously considered kidnapping for a moment. That poor sweet little child, forced to live in a house with that monster and its gut-twisting smell. I could only imagine the horrors of filth and crappy food and stupidity that waited for it at home. No innocent baby should have to live like that.