Now that's just cruel. I've always loved SAABs, well, until... My most recent one is/was a convertible, that I just totally adored, but post-warranty, it's repair bills got to be more than what the payments ever were.

In response to "What kind of parents...?" No offense, but the simple answer is: "Bad ones". Trust me, I'm familiar with it. As has been said a million times before, you have to have a license to hurl around a ton of metal (and a lot of plastic), at will, but any two idiots can have sex and produce offspring. And having kids doesn't automatically make them "good" parents. My favourite is when bad parents say, "You don't know, cuz you don't have kids," as an excuse for their own inabilities.