Daughters. I should have had daughters.
Then again, maybe not:
"Daughters. They're a mess no matter how you look at 'em. A headache 'til they get married - if they get married - and after that they get worse. Either they leave their husbands and come back with four kids and move into your guest room or the husband loses his job and the whole caboodle comes back. Or else they're so homely that you can't get rid of them at all and they hang around the house like Spanish moss and shame you into an early grave."Well, that's Officer Kockenlocker's take on it anyhow.
