• I tell you all they do is text on their Walkman transistors and spin platters on their jukeboxes. Why in tarnation do they need those newfangled victrolas with the dag-gone puppy dog a-sitting there listning to the telegraph?

  I tell you today's youngsters just are not responsible nor ready for adulthood. Why all they ever do is download that devilish syncopated ragtime boogie-woogie into their damn touch-tone telephones. You think the Good Lord meant for them to live like this? Doing the twist all night long? Flapping their wicked pearls to the "Charleston" and smoking pipes with Brycreem in their hair as they tap out racy messages in Morse Code to savage heathen peoples in the jungle-land? Why some of them have no shame at all I say. They display their brazen midriffs and tempt the young men when they go a-courtin in the kitchen parlour. No sir these young folks are in need of a good old-fashioned hiding. With a thresher's flail, yesirree-Bob...

  My old granny Jehoshaphat would have taken me to the woodshed for FAR LESS than that .   Now you kids put that cat down and put your pants on RIGHT NOW or I've half a mind to call the constable.

• I can understand your concerns.
  You are not the only one thinking about this.
  But I guess there is nothing we can do.
  We can only manage ourselves.
  It's their life and it's their responsibility.

  bubblygirlon May 05, 2013   Link

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    Yes, Bubbly - it is sad but true. And I have a hard enough time managing mySELF...

    NomadMonadon June 07, 2013  

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