(Need a graphic artist? This guy is the shit!)
Anyway... recently, an opportunity presented itself to me. I was just sitting around, staring at my youngest spawn (who was explaining to me the logic behind her poor conduct reports in school) and wondering what the hell I ever did to deserve such a sassy, smart-assed, loud-mouthed rugrat. God is one cruel mofo. As I watched her mouth move and completely tuned her out, my mind was racing with ideas on how I could pawn her off on some unsuspecting soul for a little peace and quiet.... that's when it occured to me. She's smart. Real smart. Too smart, actually. WHAT IF she was destined to be Doogie Houser, Jr.? At the rate she's going with reading and math and logic, she could be competing with the minds of college students in three years. Tops. It was at that moment that I realized I needed to get to pimpin' HER ass out.
College is expensive, y'all. And, although I'm not adverse to child labor, she's only five-years-old and pretty useless. However, she's a budding artist and her artwork is highly sought after. And, we've just been GIVING that shit away! Well, no more of that nonsense. I've started a gallery and I'm selling her shiz to raise money to ship her ass off to college when she's eight. Go buy some fantastical art, people... one day she'll be famous and you can say you knew her when...
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