For Cesco or For Worse.

I saw this article on Smosh.com and item number six made me think of Elly. Discuss it if you like:

“Angry Horrible Human Being Parents.” Some people simply cannot handle life. Not because of depression or a string of bad luck, but because God gave them a brain consisting of a rusty exercise wheel and an absentee hamster. And since they cannot comprehend anything from breathing to where the world goes when they blink, they get repeatedly confused. Which in turn makes them nervous. Which in turn makes them angry. Which in term has them screaming at their kid about who the hell replaced their caterpillar with that goddamn butterfly.