No, the kid will live in mommy's basement til mommy dies and then they have to check into a mental hospital for the rest of their life (which those of us that work will have to pay for through taxes). That is, if they don't commit suicide first.

I'm not exaggerating, here, either. My wife's last boyfriend before me was "super smart" and never had to work at anything in his whole life. When he got his degree and went to work at his first job (seriously, he never worked til he finished university) he lasted about 6 months before the depression/anxiety of no longer being a special snowflake and actually having to work were too much. He moved home and for the last six or seven years has lived in his parents' basement unemployed more often than not from working menial jobs. He's been depressed practically his whole life, and "frequently" made reference to suicide.

I know I don't exactly have all my shit together, but I've always worked and now I'm married and have a house and a dog and am looking forward to having kids in a few years. I have professional goals (even if they could use additional focus) that I'm working towards... I've never been better, and I have hope that from here on out, my path leads only up as long as I continue to put in the effort to make it happen.