I found a good reason to have a kid. Among all of the many other things that make it awesome to be the dad of a future jackalette, being a father allows for an early exit from a holiday party where the majority of participants reside in either in "Bro"boken, NJ or Strong Island, NY. No football, no quality beverages no hot women, no decent food, etc., etc.
Being a father gets you out of parties with a bunch of Long Island guidos talking about "da giants" and "mootzarell" and " da Bronx Bombas worll champs". Seriously fuck NY all "7" boroughs. Fuck the wannabe rich fucks of Long Island, Fuck the yuppie hipster Brooklynites, fuck the my shit don't stink and I wear Brooks Brothers Manhattanites, fuck the suburban sprawl Queens, fuck da home of da Yankees Bronx, fuck Staten Island NYs landfill, and most of all fuck the entire state of NJ, Parasite on a giant fucking douchebag's ass. Please someone throw Ball DEEP a life jacket because a jackal be drowning in GAFness up in dis bitch.
BD2 out.
