I hate most kids. No, your dear snot-filled, poop-smearing, couch-p******, clammy & sticky handed, smelly, ungrateful little Suzy is adorable. They are not.

Unless you discipline them properly, and set strict guidelines of cleanliness and respect when they’re able to understand such things, they’re not.

They’re disgusting.
They’re selfish.
They cause nothing but extra work, a boredom to talk to,
and I don’t submit myself to be their jester to entertain
the s*** out of them,
and I won’t calm the tantrums and sobbing, or obey their
desires of a 2 year old because we tell her to stop turning
the light on and off. On. and Off.

Let the tears stream forevermore, and their bobbing head turn bright tomato.

Get use to disappointment, honey. The world’s full of it.

Good-day.