Mom and Dad Page #2

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Shh.

You still hungry,

little man?

Want some more dinner?

I'm okay, Mom.

All right. It's okay.

Josh.

Joshua!

God, it smells

like something died in there.

How am I supposed

to get that out?

Great. Perfect excuse

to get rid of it.

That's awesome, Kendall.

Thank...

Go click, click

Make them girls go

Make them girls go

Click, click, you got it

Click, click, you got it

Yes, you want it

Yes, you want it

We are so over.

- I'm dying.

- Why do we do it?

Killing ourselves

to hold back Father Time

for what, a few more months?

Why do anything? I don't know.

Be healthy, I guess.

Be healthy, my ass.

It's not about being healthy.

It's about being hot,

and hot, skinny b*tch,

is in our rear-view mirror.

Speak for yourself.

I mean,

don't get me wrong.

Look at you.

You're amazing.

But that's not what

keeps your hubby

from chasing

after 17-year-olds.

It's state divorce law

that does that sh*t.

Yeah, if it weren't for that

juicy hunk of asada

in the front row,

I would not be keeping up

with this torture.

Okay, you know he could

sue you for sexual harassment

for shoving your business

in his face.

Are you kidding me?

He is making his way

through that class

like a stomach flu.

I'm just hoping

he gets to my row

before I have a massive coronary

and peace out, yo.

Your sister,

she's gonna pop one out, huh?

Yeah, good luck with that.

God, I need a real drink.

I saw Riley changing in front

of the mirror the other day,

and I started to hate her

a little.

She's my daughter.

I should be proud,

but all I could think was,

"One day,

those tits are gonna drop,

you little whore."

- Is that wrong?

- That's funny.

- I could have sworn...

- What?

That I got 100

from the ATM yesterday.

Oh, don't worry

about it. I got this.

Yeah.

No, it's just weird.

I don't know

what I could have done with it.

I don't know

about your little angels,

but mine steals from me

every chance she gets.

- No.

- She's a b*tch.

Does anybody know

what this means?

Anyone? Bueller? No?

It refers to products designed

with a predetermined,

limited life span.

Products that are

literally built to die,

that is, to become unfashionable

or nonfunctional

in a certain amount of time.

- See exhibit A.

- Excuse me.

That's actually

the new one.

You are dexterously

missing my point,

and making it at exactly

the same time.

See, the idea is to manipulate

the consumer...

...to constantly want to buy

- the new one.

- Yeah, duh.

Of course, there's

an argument to be made

in favor of...

What's this? What is it?

- Planned obsolescence.

- Planned obsolescence.

That's right.

Without getting rid of the old,

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