It’s funny ‘cause it’s true

As you can imagine, I was a fairly brilliant kid. When I did something wrong, I was told to go to my room. It was all “Bill Y, stop playing adagio for strings on that guitar that MacGyver made from a matchbox and shoelace and go to your room” or “Bill Y, stop telling your sister how the bible ends and go to your room”. I would sit in the empty corner and sulk as I contemplated socio-economic policies. Kids today have it so much easier: