kids today only know how to have fun by play fortnite, or have gay sex. Back in the old days if we wanted to have a good time we would round up all the village boys and jump the fence into old man Blackwood’s pasture with our pockets full of elastic bands, see who could wether the most rams in an hour. A few weeks later when their balls dropped off we’d come back and comb those fields for dried up sack, and whoever got the most was Sack King for the year. Then we’d gather up our harvest and spend the evening using it to play a grand game of croquet in the meadow, after which we’d make a bonfire and talk late into the night about our hopes and regrets, and have gay sex