Whatever. Your 80s are for raising your great grandchildren after your kids became drug addicts and had a bunch of grandkids that you raised who went on to become drug addicts who have a bunch of great grandkids that nobody can be bothered to raise but you.
You joke about this, but down the street from me is an elderly couple (60s-70s) that have like 9-12 kids in their house. They are all grandkids whose parents are all alive but are just drug/alcohol addicted and want nothing to do with them. The grandparents always have this expression on their face that can be best described as “fucked around and found out”. And, they aren’t even doing a better job raising the grandkids like you would expect after messing up their original kids.
They are like a feral packs of animals that terrorize the neighborhood stealing shit and quite literally walking out or riding their bikes in front of cars. My wife and I joke this is because they have “extra” kids and are looking to sue someone for hitting or killing one of the grandkids. Like a sad scenario where the kids are worth more dead to them than alive.
The grandparents don’t care because death is about to release them from their obligations, and once they’re gone, then society will have to deal with the two generations of scum they spawned into the world.
Remember people, raise your kids, or you’ll raise your grandkids.
They’re also what you live off of when you’re in your 80’s and perpetually incontinent.
Whatever. Your 80s are for raising your great grandchildren after your kids became drug addicts and had a bunch of grandkids that you raised who went on to become drug addicts who have a bunch of great grandkids that nobody can be bothered to raise but you.
Fuck that I’ll take my chances in a retirement home.
Just send me to the soylent green facility.
I’ll just commit ritual suicide at 65 I guess.
Call me Timicin.
Huh so there are options to consider. So much time and only one of me to kill.
You joke about this, but down the street from me is an elderly couple (60s-70s) that have like 9-12 kids in their house. They are all grandkids whose parents are all alive but are just drug/alcohol addicted and want nothing to do with them. The grandparents always have this expression on their face that can be best described as “fucked around and found out”. And, they aren’t even doing a better job raising the grandkids like you would expect after messing up their original kids.
They are like a feral packs of animals that terrorize the neighborhood stealing shit and quite literally walking out or riding their bikes in front of cars. My wife and I joke this is because they have “extra” kids and are looking to sue someone for hitting or killing one of the grandkids. Like a sad scenario where the kids are worth more dead to them than alive.
The grandparents don’t care because death is about to release them from their obligations, and once they’re gone, then society will have to deal with the two generations of scum they spawned into the world.
Remember people, raise your kids, or you’ll raise your grandkids.
You just described my father’s retirement. Antinatalist 4 lyfe
I can’t possibly imagine a kid being cheaper than a single bullet.