Gringo’s, you’ve been told this multiple times…
You need to beat your fuckin’ kids. And no I don’t mean the way you do it where you end up on the news for breaking their noses or for attacking them in the dentists office where cameras and a security officer can see you. I mean the latino way; you give them that semi happy, but really evil grin and pat their head or back really hard and while grinning you tell them it’s over for them when they get home. Now that’s proper beating of your kids. I’m tired of having my music on full blast and I can still hear your dumbass kid yelling in the train station about how you didn’t get them that red fire truck at Toys R Us or some shit. As a member of the latino/minority community, I can tell from first hand experience that every other minority in that train is either starring at your kid and ready to jump out their seat to beat the fuck out of them or they’re shaking their head in disapproval of your horrible parenting. Just one small smack in the back of the head goes a long way, it can be the difference between a kid that’s a dropout or one that’s getting a GED. But I will admit gringos, I do like the leashes you put them on, comedy at its finest. (But it isn’t doin’ shit to help them be a better behaved child, but at least it works from a comedic standpoint)