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Originally Posted by fat mike
fuck the kids
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on a more serious note, i pretty much agree.
i remember my youth. my parents put me in martial arts so that they could do whatever for 4 or 5 hours while i practiced destroying a cushy foam brick. i would occasionally look out of the window at the kids in the park and sigh.
i just wanted to go out and have fun, not follow orders or practice my form. i could have cared less about such things as a kid.