Just wait until one of these kids jacks your car. And/Or also shoots your significant other in the process. Then say "Oh, just send the poor kid home. He probably had a rough upbringing." "Better yet, the kid can stay at my place. That poor child".
When that happens, I won't shed a tear for your loss. I'll just laugh.
When that happens, I won't shed a tear for your loss. I'll just laugh.