Jack just wanted to play outside all the time, like most kids. When his mom would call him aside and explain that it was time for him to do his chores, or to go to school, he’d invariably respond by pretending he couldn’t hear her. “What? Time for school? You must be speakin’ Spanish!” he’d say, pretending not to understand. But eventually his mother forced him to see things from her point of view.
Jack would still rather play outside all the time, but ongoing exposure to school, a boring job, a nagging wife, chores, and the other onuses of adulthood have taken their toll, robbing his spirit of fun; all work and no play have made Jack a dull boy, and an angry, miserable SOB.
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