OK, welcome friends to the Saturday edition of "Haus has his jimmies mildly rustled by this generation being weak ass bitches"
The wife and I went to a family cookout today. Her side of the family, pretty big turnout, great time. All they asked us to bring was watermelon, which I'm always happy to do as I love few things more than cold watermelon at a cookout.
We get there, foods being had, towards the end of the main course (burgers, dogs, brawts) I find a side area on the table and start slicing up a nice sized melon we had brought with us, kept in a fridge overnight and a cold bag until time to cut so it was nice, crisp, and cold. As I'm slicing it kids at the cookout are coming up like I'm the damn ice cream man handing out freebies and I'm setting them up. Good times. After the first round I finish slicing the rest into a tray, grab a couple slices for myself, and put the tray over on the main picnic table.
I sit around shooting the shit with some of
@Mrs. Haus 's relatives for a while and get a hankering for some more. I go up and one of the current generation (i.e. the parent of two of the kids there) stops me before I can grab some more with... "Man, I gotta warn you... Kids have been touching that.... WITH THEIR HANDS!"
I just calmly respond with "You should have seen my hands all over it while I was cutting it... hell, when I was their age I was eating shit off the ground at cookouts if it looked tasty..."
How can a person (he's around 30) who literally has two kids under 6 himself (there were close to a dozen under 6 kids running around in and out of pools set up there, having a grand old time) be scared to touch/eat something because kids had touched it with.. their hands! And we wonder why herd immunity has gone to crap....
