Parents, Wake up.

Ok, so your kid ate the plastic toy and choked to death.

Sure, I care, a little kid died.

It's not my kid, so I don't care as much. If you think that's wrong, pull your head out of your over-sympathetic, melodramatic ass.


Is it out yet?

Here's some deodorant.

Back to the topic, so your little kid died, choked on a plastic object. Who do we blame?

The company who produced the product?
The retail store who sold you this product without a warning label?

Here's the answer.

YOU. Look in the goddamned mirror, you're a bad parent, if you see your kid trying to inhale a plastic part, TAKE IT AWAY FROM HIM OR HER!

You don't just sit idly by, and hope everything will be all right.

Then you complain and force the company to put a warning label on the toy to add fuel to the eternal fire of stupid that those dumbass liberals started in this world.

If you are too stupid to figure out that you should watch your kids when they play, actually, watch them in general, they're fucking kids, they touch things, they explore.

If the liberals had their way, we'd keep our kids in a plastic bubble until they're 18, then release a whole new set of fucktards on the world.

If your kid dies because you're too stupid to watch him/her, I think someone trying to tell you something.

Quit reproducing.

Seriously, you're too stupid.

You lose, end of story, do us all a favor retard, and stop having sex.

You have hands for a reason.

Seriously, it's better to misfire on some kleenex than to release a genetic misfire on this world in the form of a waterheaded offspring of yourself.

Now go jerk off, retard.