Midnight Wolf

Fwiw, I have only one ‘real’/local/irl friend that has children. They have been living in hell, to put it bluntly, for the last… 14 years. Everyone else is in a much better state of mind and happiness, and without children… so you could say from my perspective, that number of offspring is inversely related to the enjoyment of life. We can, have, stand back and say ‘holy shit, fuck all that’ - and so far, the message has stuck with the rest of us.

I feel sorry for the guy, I’ve known him for ~25 years, but he really could have solved many, many, many of life’s problems with the use of a few condoms. Like, so many… so fucking (heh) many. Now he’s stuck with a couple exs, a dead-end job, a couple of vehicles that are almost-literally falling apart, child support up to his eyeballs, and is headed towards his third bankruptcy. He nearly dragged me down trying to help him out financially. The rest of us are taking detailed notes of how life can go to shit with just one decision.

What if we took a page of Bob Barker’s book and have them spayed or neutered?