Because that's what the 'burbs are for. There may be nothing to do but at least there aren't any poor people. Or, like, people who will stab you and shit. I have better things to do than spend all my time trying to make sure someone doesn't come along and rape and kill and then sell drugs to My Future Kids. Besides, they'll only realize that they're missing out once they're old enough to drive. Maybe someone will wise up and actually put cheap, fun things for young people to do out in The Prairie. If My Future Kids end up being Those Guys who only know how to have fun by being intoxicated, I'm disowning them and then replacing them and they can pay for college themselves. And then to fully exact my revenge, I'll call them fat in front of their friends.
Would it be awkward to move back to The Prairie? With the 'Rents? Meh, I can always raise My Future Kids in neighboring 'burbs.
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