Sign of the times

K
Kwazy

I was out this morning walking The Beast.  About an hour into it, two neighborhoods away I came across a car parked on the curb.

It had been egged. 

Only it wasn't real eggs.  There was a large, empty EggBeaters carton next to the vehicle.

Have we so pussified our childrens' (OK, your children...I'm not afflected with them) existence that this to which they must resort?

Cholesterol-free mayhem.

Pathetic.

Comments (2)

M
microscent·
Laughing my ass off! thank you!
M
Murid·
Yet another example of parents who don't care enough to taken an interest in their kids are doing. Somebody should care enough to give those kids some real eggs.