You know, when I look for a movie to watch. I have a few qualifiers. One is that it is rated R. Adult content, baby. You know what that means, boobies and swearing. These are things I love, and simply don’t get enough of in real life. In fact, I have been an ‘adult’ for nearly 20 years now. Quite frankly, there is a dearth of boobies and swearing in my life. I have done my part for society. I pay my bills and taxes and I shake old ladies and help babies across the street. Where is my full frontal nudity America? You aren’t doing your part!
I don’t have to tell you, but here is what is real adult content: paying bills, settling, leftovers, getting up every day at 6 am. Yeah buddy, there is your adult content right there. I feel as if I have been sold a false bill of goods regarding being a grown up.
My wife doesn’t read this, does she? I guess we are about to find out! Good night, and see for the Fives.
