Very appropriate letter to those people who call themselves parents:
Dear Dad With a Doo Rag and Mother With a Halter Top and a Belly Piercing,
You may or may not recognize me: I was present at the same screening of Hostel: Part II that you and your family attended last night. I send you this letter in the hopes that you will forward it to all those who share a similar parenting style as you, in the hopes that my request be heard by as many pairs of ears as humanly possible.
I wish to address you concerning a matter of seemingly-negligible importance. Many people - including, I am sure, the both of you - might consider my complaint unnecessary, or simply selfish. Yet in the interest of decency and for the sake of your offspring, I must humbly make one simple suggestion, which you are free to take heed to or ignore at your leisure. The suggestion is this:
Stop bringing your fucking kids to horror movies. [emphasis mine]
I know, that since I had kids, I can’t even watch these kinds of movies anymore. I even cringe now at classic Freddie Kruger-style horror movies, much less the “torture-porn” that these new breed of films are.
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