Yeah, yeah, I know we're being trolled, but it's gotta be said.
Smash--F'UCK OFF ALREADY. You're not a parent, quit acting like you know what's the best way for other people to raise their kids. If you decide to have kids, raise them however the hell you want (and no, banging some hapless little girl's mother doesn't count.) Until then, shut the f'uck up.
No. Thanks for sharing your opinion, though. Be sure to do the same when your kid dies of measles.
Believe it or not, the fact that you dropped a kid out of your ****** doesn't qualify you as a good parent. That you needlessly put your child at risk because you're too fucking stupid to calculate risk appropriately, however, unequivocally makes you a bad one.
Being a "parent" has nothing to do with squeezing a kid out, or depositing sperm at the right moment. It's an argument that insults people like Allah because you're a hysterical Tennessee Williams heroine who can't deal with me accurately expressing people not understanding risk. Why insult every adoptive parent in the world because you can't handle me? What did they do to deserve your shrieking pathetic insult? Oh yeah, I remember, care for children no one else wanted. What ***holes they are, huh?
I guess by your definition gay people can't be parents either. Good work, Anita Bryant. Maybe you can work really hard on getting laws passed outlawing gay adoption. Hell, all adoption. No one in the world is qualified raise children save for people who can biologically shoot one out, right? Because it's such a fucking accomplishment. It's only you and 3 billion fertile women fighting the good fight against people who want to care for unwanted children. You know what, I have an idea for you:
YOU TAKE THEM. You take the millions of children who'd be dead without adoptive parents and care for them. You're an expert, after all. Don't bother risking getting them immunized, though, too dangerous. Take your vaccine free horde off to your own private commune, and when they start dying, tell yourself it's ok, because you didn't cause it. After all, you didn't want it to happen, and that's just as good as doing something to prevent it, right? When the stench of the piles of dead children starts to get overwhelming, cheer yourself up with the thoughts of how lucky these kids are to be cared for by someone who accomplished a biological function carried out daily by the mentally disabled instead of those who chose or could not do the same. Those lucky, lucky, little dead tykes.
You're a hero to them all. Remember that.
Edited, Aug 24th 2008 1:48am by Smasharoo
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