What is this, the Lockhorns? Even if, taking the high road here, your husband's defective penis isn't at least partially the result of your own middleaged bloatification, parading it through the airport can't be helping.
People who think riding their bicycle is saving the world and vocalists dressed in vintage-store garbage need to all move to an island somewhere where they can worship each other as much as they want. Oh wait, they did, it’s called Williamsburg.
It sucks to abandon your kids and it makes them feel really bad about themselves for their whole lives and they tend to have relationship problems, but as far as aesthetics goes, it's kind of a good look. It's way more FTW than punk or metal, because it's like, "You guys can give all the fingers you want. I AM fucking the world."
