Where Did My Family Go?

It’s Saturday morning.

The house is clean.
The yard isn’t a blight.
No one is crying.
No one is yelling.
Everyone ate their breakfast.
People are pleasant.
We like each other.
We’re watching golf.

Freakin’ Golf, for crying out loud.

Where the hell is my family? What have we become?


1st child: Ow! You hit me!
2nd child: No. I didn’t… It was an accident.
1st child: Ow!!!! Daddyyyyyyyyy!!

Ahhh. Home at last.

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