The BBC has a report on the indolence of teenagers in Devon that poses this daft question:Do they really have nothing better to do?I am of that age where it is really not a good idea to ask me nonsense like that, as it tends to end in a rant about gutters, lawns, stables, weeds, houses, dishes, Hoovers, dogs, trees, boats, hulls, barnacles and their rooms, mixed with verbs like clean, mow, shovel, hoe, paint, wash, push, walk, swab, scrape, and dynamite combined with pointed use of the phrases, lazy, layabout, good-for-nothing, spoiled and idle-pated and posed against the alternatives of horse whip and keel haul.
And they can stay off my lawn, too.
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Meh. Call me heartless, but we don't need expensive after school programs, youth centers or summer jobs to keep these kids occupied from petty crime.
Give homeowners a wicker rocking-chair, bottle of gin and a funnel-mouthed boomstick, and let natural selection sort the little buggers out.
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