Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Sorry, kids


And if the Bride and I happen to reproduce and the li'l uns end up playing a sport (heaven forfend), I pray to all that's holy that the kids will have the innate sense to understand not to cry or whine when I steadfastly refuse to put any of those retardo stickers with a ball and the kid's name and number on them on any vehicles. Like IMOGEN - 23 and a soccer ball. In fact, I hope the kids will have the sense to snort derisively at their peers whose parents do this. I suppose this will all be up to good parenting.

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