They kind of learn the meaning of rated R the minute you finally pack them off to a full school day so you can lay around and jerk off all day again. Fuck 'em. They gotta learn about life sometime, and the more they learn from the rest of the world, the less you are going to find yourself being asked uncomfortable questions like, "How come I can't see nekked people but I can watch motherfuckers getting their heads blown off all day?" and "Daddy, do you think anybody, ever, really fucked Barbara Walters?" or, of course, everybody's favorite: "Hey dad, Wanna see my chancres?!"Quote:
Originally Posted by Codename V
Of course, there IS the unpleasant situation of having to explain to a kid they should not have sex when, of course, it's all you've thought about since you were 4 years old and would have KILLED to get a blow job from your best friend's mother. And the shit about babies and where they come from? Thank Gourd they will know all about that shit by the time they finish 8th grade at any decent public high school (and most private ones as well, although "Suzie Frickenscrood just decided to transfer to Detroit Central for the hell of it" really doesn't explain a whole lot.