I watch my 16 year old, Tiger, head out to do his 16 year old things and it makes me think, “Damn, I hope he gets as lucky as I did and manages to live through the retarded years.” People complain about the internet and video games and cell phones and all the conveniences our kids have now. “All he does is sit in the house and play that damn game all day!” They say.
Enjoy it people. You know where your kids are and what they are doing. Yes, they are still retarded and probably doomed to stay that way, but at least they are contained. We were less fortunate. We actually had to leave the house to express our inner retard, and it was frequently life threatening. I don’t know how any of us survived our teenage years, or our early 20’s for that matter. Read the rest . . .