While trolling the easternets, I stumbled upon this gem:
What
the fuck? How fucking sensitive do parents hafta be these days? "Honey,
is there a book that could help us explain to junior that there will be
someone to clean up after him and feed him anytime he wants? Is he
gonna be okay with that? Poor baby!" What the fuck is next? "Mommy, Why
is Our House Appraised at $2.7 Million Dollars?"
Course, I guess it's still better than the "good 'ol days."
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