So, I get in the tram today and at the next stop
this mother with a monster stroller, surely containing
her monstrous baby, gets in and basically rams against
everybody, slashing ankles and knees in the way.
Now, I happen to be a very self contained dude, but
something in this tramp's arrogant attitude rubbed me
the wrong way, so I uttered a gentle yet firm "watch it,
lady". Whoa, she went berserk, like how she is a mother
and this and that and the other thing. If the panther would
have shut up right there I would have given her a pass,
but she kept yapping about her privileged place in
society because she was a mother.
Finally, I told her, "look, lady, all you had to do to gain
this status is to spread your legs and let nature run its
course, so if that's your measure of how special you are
then I want fanfares and fireworks every time I take a
crap."
Everybody around us laughed and I was like: "Like a boss."
Screw those entitled mums and their strollers. A license
should be required to pop up those little monsters.
