The End Times or Not?

The laptop glows on the kitchen table.
"I loath John Oliver." Karen rattles her spoon in her coco.
"Wana watch Jeffery Tubben?" Gunther laughs.
Their daughter walks into the kitchen.
She is topless wearing a black leather skirt and monster leather boots.
She has a transparent silver lace blouse on, leaving her breasts exposed.

Gunther looks over his shoulder at his daughter.
"Is that legal?"
Karen slaps his hand.
"Give your mother a kiss," Karen kisses Zoe on the lips.
"Mom, I'll be late. I have a date with Eric. He likes it rough."
Their daughter leaves the Kitchen with a chocolate chip cookie.

"What the hell? She's only 12. Eric's in high school!"
Gunther tries to stand, but Karen holds his arm.
"She has to find her own way through life," Karen speaks firmly.
"It's that new critical thinking course at the grammar school.
Jesus, I hope she uses a condom."
Gunther eats a chocolate chip cookie.

They continue watching John Oliver.


Reflections~Multiculturism is a reactor of fused concepts and wishful thinking.

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