Dear Shitty Parents: You’re Ruining My Movie-Going Experience
dudemesticated
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We live in Northern Virginia not far from D.C. As you can imagine, restaurants and theaters downtown are stupidly expensive. For the money we shell out for a decent meal and/or movie we don’t need or want kids there that their shitty parents can’t control. There are some good restaurants downtown that don’t allow kids and, although we haven’t been to one yet, I can’t wait to go. There was an uproar from shitty parents about not being able to take their kids there (imagine that) and the restaurants won out. Shitty parents and their brats can kiss my ass.

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