It’s a very good system, for parents of a certain kind. No risk of their precious baby mixing with the wrong kind this way. I’d imagine they decide what the kids can play as well(probably a fun mensa test).
Imagine when we were young, our parents choosing our friends for us. Fuck off is the only sensible answer, for your sake as much as your kids.
Is this like when previously staunch heterosexual father of four “Big Dave” the truck driver announces that he is now Tallulah and is becoming a lap dancer and insists on her/his inalienable right to use women’s toilets?
Donno, I have a mate who has a kid the same age as mine and he goes to this shit all the time. I have seen some photos and it looks horrendous. Just a load of women standing around (some preggers of course) eating humous and chatting shit about their kids. The men are either put in a room and made to talk with each other or just stand around like a spare wheel. I have never been as 1) I am generally anti-social for this kind of shite, 2) they organise them to coincide with matches and 3) the one time I was directly invited I replied by laughing and telling the invitee to fuck off.
The counter-argument is that if my kid is not going to this kind of thing to socialise with other kids they will grow up to be as anti-social as me and not want to hang around a posh woman’s house on match days talking about how difficult it is to get into X school or her kids advanced reading age.
Not so sure about that. To my knowledge the parents hold on desperately, until a very annoyed 17 year old says “fuck off dad, i don’t want to hang around with you and those twats you think are interesting”.
I fucking hate that shit. It’s bad enough having to pick my kids up from school surrounded by trackie-wearing cunts with neck tattoos. Actually spending time in a room with these people is too much. Turns out most of them think I’m a rude cunt. I’m good with that as most people are fucking dicks anyway.
It is fucking tiny. You’d need an electron microscope taped to the end of another electron microscope to even get a satellite type image, like you’d see in the Cold War.
That fact has been a matter of mirth and celebration amongst my wide circle of friends for a couple of decades.
As you can see, I’m incredibly sensitive about the matter and find it difficult to talk about openly.