Kids these days. All they want is goddamned "transparency" and "restorative justice" and "an equitable society based on respect for differing cultures and values" n' shit!
Like, "Do the carpets HAVE to match the drapes?" Yes, son, they do! Put yer big boy pants on and squash all your emotions into a tight little ball of festering anger so you can actually be useful!
And then, then you can like... like... let that anger EXPLODE!
Alll over your wife and children!
I was sure this conversation was headed elsewhere at the outset. I figured we'd end up talking about philosophical absurdities.
I was hoping for gross-out humor, myself. Welp, still have some space left. Uh. Erm.
