Hey, what's up?
This is da'Shade ... sitting in for Kennedy James.
So, I was listening to the radio the other day, and the announcer was interviewing this guy from Washington state who has decided to raise his child species-less. The guy figures it's not up to a parent to decide whether or not a child is human.
Buddy, for real?
What if the kid decides to be a chicken? Is the guy gonna put it in a pen out back and watch it peck at gravel all day? Is the guy gonna be pissed off when he goes back there to check for eggs and there ain't none?
Hey, here's a newsflash for y'all — I'm the only living gerbil who knows how to type. Sheeet.
If I were that kid, I'd decide to be one damn hungry 'gator with sense enough to know that there was food sitting and watching TV in the next room.
See this is what happens when folks just plain get bored with themselves.
Hit that mic and climb on the crazy train ...
