Tuesday, May 08, 2007

You Need A License For A Dog





There's an award system out there called the Darwin Awards which highlight the dimmest, laziest and stupidest that have managed to drag themselves through life until, through their own dimness, laziness or stupidity, they manage to kill themselves in a bizarre fashion. If there is an award for dumb fucks who contribute to the death/disappearance of their children then maybe these two gormless fuckers should get it. Whilst on a jolly in Portugal Mr and Missus fucking clueless thought it would be a good idea to go for a couple of pints down the local tapas bar leaving a three year old and twin one year old's to look after each other. What I find unbelievable about this whole story is that a significant amount of people are surprised that something bad happened. These two fucking idiots thought it would be better to leave three children unattended and get pissed rather than employ the services of a hotel listed baby sitter, why not, it might have cost the equivalent of two pints and a packet to rancerhos.

Of course the blame game has begun in earnest with the English red tops intimating incompetence on behalf of the Portuguese constabulary. It's fucking indicative of this society that when something goes wrong there's always someone else to blame. No one is responsible for anything anymore. Killed someone?? Say you were drunk and can't remember what happened. Caught fiddling with kiddies??? Say you were abused as a child. Caught randomly assaulting someone on the street??? Say you had a rough upbringing. Caught taking illegal payments while minister for Finance??? Say you were going through a messy divorce at the time. From the very top of Western society we are getting the message that you can do anything and if you spin the story correctly you can walk off scott free.

But back to taking absolutely no responsibility for the filth that you helped bring into this world and last night at a ten thirty there were approximately fifteen children, aged between six and eleven playing on the green outside my house. Pitch dark, school night not an adult in sight. And the people come along pissing and moaning when something happens children?? Some people need a strong dose of 'wake the fuck up'. Then again some people take looking after their children to ridiculous lengths. Whilst down my local at the weekend one mother and father pair wanted to spend so much time with their kiddies that the made them stay in the pub until half one in the morning when they all staggered home, the children half asleep, the parents half cut.



I suppose this whole story only works if you believe that someone other than the parents killed the child...I don't. I've watched enough CSI to recognise a simple case of infanticide when I see it. Just remember where you read it first.

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4 Comments:

Blogger Twenty Major said...

Would you say they ate her with some tapas?

4:20 PM  
Blogger Major General Creedon said...

HOOOOOOLLEEEEE SHITBALLLS!!! Cubaboy you got commented by Twenty Major himself!!! I had a smart comment too but now that I've seen Twenty's comment I'm not worthy.

1:00 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

@ Major Twenty, I wasn't going down the Hanibal Lector route, but now that you mention it I am rather partial to par boiled child with aldente pasta......and some fava beans!!!

@ LT, Jealous!!!!!

7:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think you all had fucked up childhoods!! you are all perfect etc? yeh ,no doubt it, please god you never have children! do u still have families even!

3:02 PM  

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