Freakonomics
Fuck all you moms in the world who want to bribe your loser ass kids with money you don’t even have to achieve goals you knew they were incapable of achieving the day you tried to convince yourself their snobby ass attitudes were because they were “tired.” Sorry they ended up criminals because you couldn’t fucking abort them soon enough. And for fuck’s sake, clean up your fucking hovel of a house before you get interviewed for television, we all know this is the fucking pinnacle of your goddamn worthless middle-class, single-mom life, at least feast my television screen with some floral touches of a Febrezed and Pine-Soled house. And don’t ever show your disgusting Wal-Mart-made-up faces on my screen EVER AGAIN when you’re only doing it because you KNOW you don’t fucking matter. You already get your stipends elsewhere like the government welfare and financial aid for the unavailing consumers you call “children” that abused you right back from day one when they ate their way out of your fucking cunts all because of your low self-esteemed drunken nights with men who knew they owned you before you even opened your sloppy eager mouths to exhale your cigarette smoke to say hello before sucking their cocks and then accepting the half of those sheep you call children that exploded into your wombs because all you all ever needed was some attention that your whores of mothers never gave you either.
