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you never really surely know whats going to come of the lessons that intend for a growing kid. You might be holding out on them to teach them the value of the dollar and motivate them to be hard workers while they're falling in with the wrong crowd and getting accustomed to living "ghetto". If you're not careful, they might just say fuck it and go Birkenstock on you. Buy'em a fucking car or not, your best bet is to respect yourself and them and try to provide them with as peaceful, comforting and loving home for them to come in from 'the world" to, (may or may not include 2 maids, an indoor pool, exotic pets and a ferrari) so that they might have the presense of mind to be able read between the lines for themselves and realize that, happy does not necessarily the fabo car make thee...but, they are pretty fucking cool, chicks do dig them, they do have their place in the world, they're not for everyone, and minimalists, malcontents and the less fortunate/capable, will always scorn and scoff at thee for having one. That is all.
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