f'd up people
some people just don't deserve to procreate. we need some sort of rating system for that like for your credit score - if your credit isn't good enough, you can't get a loan. well, if you're too f'd up, YOU SHOULDN'T BE ALLOWED TO HAVE A KID!!
let me illustrate my point. recently this one 19 year old single mom in my apartment comes knocking on my door at midnight, visibly intoxicated, holding her 3 month baby boy in a basket, and asks me if i have any extra beers. see anything wrong with this picture yet? if it was one of those compare and contrast type of deals where you needed to circle what was missing from the picture, i'd just a draw a circle around the whole thing. i asked if she had already been drinking and she said, 'i've had two so far, but i like to get my five in,' as if 'getting her five in' was some sort of constructive or beneficial act, like taking your daily vitamins or doing laps around the park.
i told her off, but i should've just invited her in to down my 12 pack in the fridge so she'd trip on the way down the stairs and hopefully end up with some near fatal injury that causes infertility for her (and why stop there) as she just drops that kid right on its head and put it out of a miserable future and the future of everyone that comes in contact with him. that may sound harsh, but here's what people don't seem to understand: that blank sheet baby with the f'd up mom is gonna have an f'd up upbringing and learn to deal with people in f'd up ways imitating his parents and go out and meet other f'd up girls who had f'd up parents and make more f'd up situations where these young girls are crapping out more kids who are gonna be f'd up and there's another beautiful generation of human life that's just eating away like cancer at the quality of life in america. we need a social chemotherapy.
let me illustrate my point. recently this one 19 year old single mom in my apartment comes knocking on my door at midnight, visibly intoxicated, holding her 3 month baby boy in a basket, and asks me if i have any extra beers. see anything wrong with this picture yet? if it was one of those compare and contrast type of deals where you needed to circle what was missing from the picture, i'd just a draw a circle around the whole thing. i asked if she had already been drinking and she said, 'i've had two so far, but i like to get my five in,' as if 'getting her five in' was some sort of constructive or beneficial act, like taking your daily vitamins or doing laps around the park.
i told her off, but i should've just invited her in to down my 12 pack in the fridge so she'd trip on the way down the stairs and hopefully end up with some near fatal injury that causes infertility for her (and why stop there) as she just drops that kid right on its head and put it out of a miserable future and the future of everyone that comes in contact with him. that may sound harsh, but here's what people don't seem to understand: that blank sheet baby with the f'd up mom is gonna have an f'd up upbringing and learn to deal with people in f'd up ways imitating his parents and go out and meet other f'd up girls who had f'd up parents and make more f'd up situations where these young girls are crapping out more kids who are gonna be f'd up and there's another beautiful generation of human life that's just eating away like cancer at the quality of life in america. we need a social chemotherapy.