My god, it has come to this. Blackberries are replacing drinking problems.
And that’s even scarier.
Worse, some people give them pet names, like "Crackberries" - isn't that just so fucking adorable? No. No, it's not.
This story is more disturbing than Michael “KKKramer” Richard’s comedy routine. I mean, when I have kids, I hope (nay, expect!) there will be better reasons to ignore them than a stupid handheld device.
Here’s holding out hope for the future, right?
Speaking of the future, when the hell are they going to get around to making hoverboards and flying cars, by the way???
xo
*D’Artagnan
You know, I remember the days when a bad parent was just a bad parent, either because of a lack of responsibility, sound parenting skills or just a few too many banana daiquiris after work. But I guess I’m just thinking back to more idyllic times. Nowadays, parents are turning to Blackberries for escape from their brats.
And that’s even scarier.
Worse, some people give them pet names, like "Crackberries" - isn't that just so fucking adorable? No. No, it's not.
I used to have one at my old job. Thankfully, when I left that abysmal place behind, I left that wretched device as well. Which isn’t to say it wasn’t a way to make free long distance phone calls or as a tool for checking my Gmail account while riding on a train, but it really seems as though some people actually love the little pieces of crap. To the point of ignoring their own children. Amazing.
This story is more disturbing than Michael “KKKramer” Richard’s comedy routine. I mean, when I have kids, I hope (nay, expect!) there will be better reasons to ignore them than a stupid handheld device.
Here’s holding out hope for the future, right?
Speaking of the future, when the hell are they going to get around to making hoverboards and flying cars, by the way???
xo
*D’Artagnan
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