A Real Man Always Blames The Fucking Parents For The Kid Being A Fucking Idiot!
What’s with all this blaming the fucking children, blaming the Millennials, blaming Generation Z bullshit when every single fucking thought that’s ever come out of a kids mouth or empty fucking brain came directly from their parents or lack thereof? What about blaming the God damn parents? What about some personal fucking responsibility? What’s up with all this passing the fucking buck nonsense? Children, for the most part, and I mean like 99.999% of the fucking time, aren’t born insane, transgendered, confused, racist, stupid, pick-your-latest-trending-fucking-label, but as with everything else I say in all my writings, rantings & ravings, don’t fuckin’ believe me, just look the fuck around. You’ll never, ever, ever see a totally fucked up kid, come out of great set of parents, nor will you ever see a totally awesome kid come out of fucked up set of parents. Oh sure, you’ll see a fucked up kid come out of some parents, who claim to be fucking perfect in every way shape or form, by the media and the feelings-above-everyfuckingthingelse-my kids-and-I-are-best fucking-friends kindergarten society we now live in, but once your kid overdoses using the 2fucking K a month allowance you gave them for simply wiping their own asses, maybe then you’ll finally be able to see it, but probably fucking not. Oh sure, every now and again, like .001% of the time, the opposite does happen, however like everything else in the universe, the exception to the rule is so fucking rare, it might as well not fucking exist. “A Real Man never blames anyone, except the fuckeads that deserve it.”
Sing For The Moment – Eminem
“A Real Man always understands your pain, and gives you as many fucking outlets for it as possible.” ~ John D. The ARMed Comic
DOIN’ THIS FOR YOU PART 1 – A Real Man Explains How Much Sacrifice It Really Takes To Be A Real Man Father
These collective stories are all about slamming on the breaks to everything in my life, not going to prison for killing every single motherfucker that deserved it & getting my temper under control to raise you, my one and only son right & teach you everything I could possibly think of good or bad.
Havin’ kids is a bitch. It’s like slammin’ the fucking breaks on every hope, dream & aspiration you’ve ever had in your entire life, simultaneously, unless of course you’re like most women and having kids was your only & every hope, dream & aspiration you’ve ever fucking had since the second you came out of the last woman with the exact same original fucking epiphany, but for A Real Man who intends on being fucking present for his child’s childhood, or someone with a sincere desire to accomplish something truly unique, unlike bringing another 18 year contractual obligation into the world, like say, inventing electricity, writing one of the greatest books in the history of mankind or building an empire from scratch, it’s like hitting a fucking brick wall with your face at a 100 miles per hour on a fucking bicycle, which could have easily been avoided entirely by simply tapping the brakes, unlike getting a woman pregnant which unfortunately, there are no brakes for, only propellants and accelerants to the tune of jet fuel and C4 and most rational people would opt out of plowing teeth first into cinder block. Oh sure, you can wear a condom or cum in her mouth, as long as she doesn’t poke a fuckin’ hole in that bitch or spit the contents out through a fucking Krazy Straw, directly into her own gash. She can even be on birth control, if she fuckin’ takes it. She could give you a hand job in a parking lot behind a convenience store on a warm sunny day, just make sure to cut off her fucking hand once she’s done. As far as I know there are only 3 possible ways not to get a girl pregnant in America today. A, never fucking meet her, 2, never, ever let her touch your dick and Charlie, fuck her exclusively in the ass, never allowing her grab your pecker except with the inside of her sphincter, using a condom, spermicide and flushing her out with a God damn fire hose when you’re done and finally, but most importantly get a fucking vasectomy now boy! “A Real Man always uses birth control, by shooting his fucking loads in the back of their throats and watching them fucking swallow it.”
A Real Man Yells Out “Fuck The Children” & Saves A Rock Concert!
So this past weekend I went to the Busch Gardens food & wine festival. I’ll say that again. Food & wine festival, but just to make sure more than elitist wine pricks show up or perhaps to balance out the audience, they also had the once very popular rock band Collective Soul, known for their 90’s mellow and sometimes harder rock. They aren’t Metallica by any stretch of the imagination, but they aren’t Sarah MacLauchlan either. I’ll re-iterate for those on you not yet in line with my point, they are a rock band and this is a food and wine festival. Wine and rock equals and should always equal women screaming, titties out, sign of the horns fingers and no fuckin’ kids. Now I don’t have a problem with kids per se. I have at least one of my own that I know about. What I do have a problem with is people bringing their kids everyfuckingwhere including events they have no business being at and a wine and rock festival is right at the top of the fucking list. Now to be fair, Busch Gardens is a kid centric theme park and I totally understand why they did what they did, but they shouldn’t have and I’m about to prove it. “A Real Man never has anything to prove, the corpses laying on the ground say it all.”