On Children (Not Physically...)
I really don't want to have kids right. There are so many reasons why I DON'T want to have a childs.
There is one reason why I want to have kids: to right the wrongs of how my parents raised me.
That's right, I want to have kids so I can impress them with my awesome taste in music.
My parents fucked that part up. I was a young, curious, warm-blooded child, discovering this "music thing" for the first time, scouring the house for whatever I could find. Soon after I was in my room, sitting in the dark, listening to an LP of Elton John's "Benny and the Jets" for hours on end.
No wonder I grew up to be so fucked. There is a set number of times you can listen to Benny and the Jets in the dark before you go mental (12).
If I have a kid I know I won't have to worry.
"Oh, shit, little... Jimmy (?)... has gotten into my 80's post-punk collection again! How... awesome!"
There is one reason why I want to have kids: to right the wrongs of how my parents raised me.
That's right, I want to have kids so I can impress them with my awesome taste in music.
My parents fucked that part up. I was a young, curious, warm-blooded child, discovering this "music thing" for the first time, scouring the house for whatever I could find. Soon after I was in my room, sitting in the dark, listening to an LP of Elton John's "Benny and the Jets" for hours on end.
No wonder I grew up to be so fucked. There is a set number of times you can listen to Benny and the Jets in the dark before you go mental (12).
If I have a kid I know I won't have to worry.
"Oh, shit, little... Jimmy (?)... has gotten into my 80's post-punk collection again! How... awesome!"
posted by Ben at 10:00 PM
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