Is that when I'm 17, I can emmancipate myself from the house and join the Army. There I can be shot at, shoot people, and be brutily scarred by the images of war (having the brains of hte guy next to you splattered across your face as a 50 caliber round replaces his head, watching a guy crawl into a foxhole so he can remotely setoff a tripwire that promptly blows up the foxhole, 3 month old baby sitting in the dirt crying with nobody offering to help because he probebly has a bomb strapped to it's back...)
But, I cannot drink, smoke, or play rippie tabs.
Personally, I'de rather my son/daughter be drinking themself silly and spending dollar after dollar on rippie tabs than being strapped down to a chair in some foriegn country and forced to watch someone else have holes drilled into their knees caps and long sharp glass thing shoved into various holes and crushed :P
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