I love summer, when the kids who get jobs see how bad an ass raping their parents get from the man.
When one of my boys started his first job he was already spending his first paycheck on, I think, a new car stereo. Me, being the Mean Mom that I am and trying to keep him in reality’s realm, whipped out my financial calculator and figured out his check before and after taxes.
“C’mon Tommy, vote for it. We got to get it to *snort* sixty-nine, duuuude!”
I love summer, when the kids who get jobs see how bad an ass raping their parents get from the man.
Natural right will out. Attempts to repress it only result in greater determination in human beings. It’s a thing.
We live for just these twenty years, do we have to die for the fifty more?
Of course they want fairness for everyone else. Just like I am willing to be treated unjustly if only everyone else can be treated with justice.*
*Darn right I don’t want to be treated justly – I want to be treated much better than I deserve.
69% of Young Americans want, um, 69?
That; and beer and pizza, Charles. Simple pleasures for simpletons.
I know this, because I was one.
I love summer, when the kids who get jobs see how bad an ass raping their parents get from the man.
When one of my boys started his first job he was already spending his first paycheck on, I think, a new car stereo. Me, being the Mean Mom that I am and trying to keep him in reality’s realm, whipped out my financial calculator and figured out his check before and after taxes.
It was a huge WTF?! moment for junior.