Teenagers suck

Is there anything more annoying, boring and pointless than a teenager? Of course not. I mean, what exactly is the point of a teenager supposed to be? They don't work. They don't contribute anything to society. They're teeth-grindingly ugly. They reek of cheap perfume. They think every vacuous idea that pops into their empty little heads is somehow splendidly original. They don't do anything, except for scaring little ol' ladies and their little dogs.

Then they have this unpleasant tendency to go back and forth between loud, obnoxious delusions of grandeur and this whiny, pathetic, self-pitying of a self-flagellation business. But worst of all, they don't understand irony; but are quite obsessed with irony's feeble-minded cousin, sarcasm.

Teenagers just plain suck.

When I become dictator teenagers will be picked up by the police the day they turn thirteen and shipped off to some gulag where they'll be forced to do hard labour and undergo shock treatment until they've learned to behave themselves, understand irony and stop quoting Rage Against The Machine at every turn.

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