Look, I get it. When you first discover you are not the only one who thinks kids are not the be-all and end-all of existence, you get a bit cocky. You bitch, you complain, you scream to the highest heights that kids suck.

But then, you get over it. Well, some of it. Ranty, frothing-at-the-mouth childfree people don’t help the cause any more than the super-über mommies help theirs. Be as offended as you want, but being a vocal asshat will not help your cause, regardless of what side of the fence you sit on.

I’m not a huge fan of small children, and I do bitch about the “parents” who think it’s cool and trendy and hip to take them to bars. But you will NEVER hear me bitch about a kid in Applebee’s, Chilis, and the like, because I know if I go there, I deserve what I get.

I am frankly quite annoyed by the militant childfree who think kids should be banned to mommy’s kitchen until they are thirty-seven.

Um, no. You are just as bad as the parents who bring their kids to a bar expecting us to all think it’s “trendy” and “cute”.

Fair is fair, asshats. I don’t want kids in my bar, and in turn, you can run all over Applebee’s all you want.

You militant CF’ers need to pick your battles. Don’t make us all look like dicks. You don’t help our cause.

And parents, A BAR IS NOT AN APPROPRIATE PLACE FOR YOUR CHILD. If it’s not a chain restaurant like Applebee’s, Chilis, Blackeyed Pea, etc., GTFO. That means Get The Fuck Out. Honestly. Fair is fair. And for the love of God, if your kid is bellying up to the bar in my haunt, trust me, I WILL call you out as a sucky parent. But, feel free to call me out if I yell at your kid in the playland at McDonald’s.