So my roommate/pseudo-adopted brother likes to tell me that I "can’t" home school my future spawn because they’ll be “fucked up” and “not know how to socialize.”
Let’s see. You are a public schooled, 30 y/o virgin self-identifying brony who has worked at walmart for a decade and has absolutely no plans for schooling/a career/a family/the future/anything beyond what the next video game you’re going to buy is…
…you have zero friends that aren’t co-workers (who are also bronies,) you literally cannot string together ONE SENTENCE without someone else prompting your words because you “don’t talk good” (actual quote,) and when the way you act/the things you say FINALLY make people uncomfortable enough to ask you to stop, you just say “well SOME people wouldn’t be uncomfortable” and carry on making everyone miserable…
…nevermind how much you enjoy trotting out the standard internet moron clichés of “not all men” and “not all cops” and “not all christians” just to be the contrary dickshit you are, no matter what the discussion is about or whether it even involved you in the first place…
…but my kids will be fucked up and unsociable because of homeschool, and it’s your job as the well-adjusted Mr. Man to tell me what I can and cannot do with my own hypothetical future children. Okay.
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Guess who’s gonna be out on the street the minute I get pregnant? Hope being an asshole was worth it and that you can build a new house and family out of x-box games and ponies, you complete fuckwit.

So my roommate/pseudo-adopted brother likes to tell me that I "can’t" home school my future spawn because they’ll be “fucked up” and “not know how to socialize.”

Let’s see. You are a public schooled, 30 y/o virgin self-identifying brony who has worked at walmart for a decade and has absolutely no plans for schooling/a career/a family/the future/anything beyond what the next video game you’re going to buy is…

…you have zero friends that aren’t co-workers (who are also bronies,) you literally cannot string together ONE SENTENCE without someone else prompting your words because you “don’t talk good” (actual quote,) and when the way you act/the things you say FINALLY make people uncomfortable enough to ask you to stop, you just say “well SOME people wouldn’t be uncomfortable” and carry on making everyone miserable…

…nevermind how much you enjoy trotting out the standard internet moron clichés of “not all men” and “not all cops” and “not all christians” just to be the contrary dickshit you are, no matter what the discussion is about or whether it even involved you in the first place…

…but my kids will be fucked up and unsociable because of homeschool, and it’s your job as the well-adjusted Mr. Man to tell me what I can and cannot do with my own hypothetical future children. Okay.

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Guess who’s gonna be out on the street the minute I get pregnant? Hope being an asshole was worth it and that you can build a new house and family out of x-box games and ponies, you complete fuckwit.