So last night, me and my friends were chilling. Ok, understatement. I got kidnapped by three of my friends, and after being bound and blindfolded, I was dragged to....T.G.I.Fridays! LOL, and they made me walk in that way. It was probably one of the funniest things ever. And when they took the blindfold off, I was sitting across from a table full of my other friends!!! It was really a priceless experience. As you can see, me and my friends sorta just live in our own world, with it's own rules. We have yet to sober up to the "real world" or "reality" as so many lame asses call it. Sure, one of those lame asses could have really thought I was being kidnapped. Then what? They call the police, yada, yada, yada, a fun time immediately turns to a game of Monopoly with no get out of jail cards in sight. Honestly, I think people need to just loosen up and have fun like we do.
Which brings up the fact that I saw on the cover of a tabloid today that Kate Gosselin spanked her kid in pubic. This is front page news people. My question is why? Cause she's white? And the general stereotype of white parents is that they don't beat their children unless it's to the point of abuse or worse? Or is it the fact that she's rich, famous, and has her own reality show, along with a small country of kids and the husband she's currently getting a divorce from. Ten bucks says it's the latter. But I honestly don't see the problem. If I had 8 kids, I'd have scheduled daily beatings for all of em! Cause lord knows I can't watch all of them at once! Or I'd just beat them every fifteen minutes or so just cause I know they did something bad within that time. I bet that's what Kate was doing. I don't know about you, but I got my ass WHOOPED. And I learned well. When I see those kids/teens who curse out their parents, or act out, or seemingly act like they pay the bills, I say, "They're missing an ass whooping in their lives." It's very simple logic. So Kate, even though you're a self-conscious, spray-tanned, billion-dollar haircut monster...spank their asses. In public, in private, and everywhere in between. The only ones who'd get mad at that tabloid cover, and the exaggerated article within are the ones who's kids are or will soon be giving them the finger every time they ask them to say thank you. Whatever people like that are drinking, I sure do want some, just to see if my brain cells explode on consumption and turn me into a weak ass individual.
Hmm....maybe it isn't the youth who needs to sober up after all....
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