Yes, as a matter of fact, I do know exactly where your child is. Your child is on the internet right now, playing Team Fortress 2, or Battlefield. Or, your child is making dumb you tube videos talking sh** about things that don’t matter to anyone not as brain-dead as your child.
Used to be you had to leave the house to hit people with baseball bats, trash talk, and immortalize yourself in the minds of your friends.
I was thinking today about the internet, and about how I might have more memes than memories.
So, I’m thinking maybe it’s time to take a break and live in the real world a while, instead of here.